The week-end orgies were something that I had to do to get the wild sex that I craved so much, but the fucking that we all do here together is so much...nicer, because I think that we all love each other and get on together, not just fuck. I've often been fucked by men whose names I didn't know and who I didn't expect to ever see again. It's exciting when you want to break out of a dull routine, but I like fucking my friends better.”I then volunteered, “If we're going to have a fuckfest, I'd like. You’re mine, bitch, mind, body and soul. Remember when you came to me, on the eve of your seventeenth birthday?The sissy said nothing. His master took a step toward him and put a hand over his own leather-clad crotch, where a noticeable bulge was growing. —Answer me! —yes, master, this slave remembers. —And you remember you gave yourself to me willingly. Begged me to take you, begged to be mine forever, am I correct? —yes, master. —That was over a year ago, sissy. Your parents, your family,. I made her drink anew sips of whisky she said it made her drowsy. Then I made her stand up and pulled off her pall she resisted it, she tried to cover herself, this made me more excited, I pulled her saree off completely, she was standing next to me only in her blouse and skirt, the skirt was tied low on her waist and the blouse was a bit tight foe her, her boobs were jutting out, I stood up and kissed her mouth the lipstick smudged. I had a stiff erection and my cock was paining just to see. Poor daddy didn’t stand a chance.We didn’t let him cum though, twice he got close but we backed off and let him recover before B straddled him and lowered herself onto his cock. She’d only lifted then lowered herself 4 times before daddy groaned and B dropped down so that he was as far in her that he could go. She kissed him all over his face as his movements told me that he was spurting his seed deep inside my sister.“Wow daddy,” I said, “you really needed that didn’t you?” I said as the.