He slowed the pace but continued to lick and finger me as my body shook. My orgasm gradually subsided "OK, you can stop now." He sat back on his heels...Martin had given me a good orgasm so I thought it only fair he should have one too. He looked up and our eyes met. "That was good, really good. Would you like to fuck me?" I asked softly. "I would." he said and immediately stood up and unzipped his trousers. In a few seconds his trousers and pants were off and he moved close. I pulled my knees up. "Where's my dinner?!"She storms into the kitchen."I worked really hard all day and I want my dinner!" Is that what a daddy says?" I ask her."I saw it on TV," she says. "So gimme my dinner. I wanna big steak!"I set up a fork and butter knife at the big table for her. She climbs thechair and settles in. I deliver an empty plate."Voila!" I make a flourish. "Filet Mignon!" Fill A Me Nyah?" she repeats and attacks the invisible delight. "Thankyou, honey!" I sold a million ice cream cones today!" she. "She followed Laura into the kitchen. The pattern was just too much for Laura, who began trembling and had to take several deep breaths. The kitchen, this same kitchen, was where Rina had cut her hand on a wine glass, and Laura had sucked the warm, flowing blood, and they had ended up... entangled and moaning on Laura's bed.Her head whirled at the thought, and her blood hammered. But she kept control of herself, with difficulty. She made them both drinks and they returned to her livingroom."Did. I pushed it in up to the hilt, pulling her back onto me so I could get as deep as possible and making her gasp. I started fucking her and after a few thrusts said “You have had both of us now, which one feels better?”“Yours is bigger, but a new cock always feels good!” She giggled.After a short time she rolled onto her back and I penetrated her missionary. “Do you think I'm a slut for fucking your Brother?” She asked.“Yeah” I gasped, thrusting deep into her, hard.“Is he going to tell people?”.