Mom went out side.Mee amma edira lanjakodaka annadu Babakhan. (where is your mom) I got shivered seeing him. He held my nose and squeezing. Comon you ...irty pig. Lick my dick till your mom comes. I fell on his feet and requested me not to torture. Baba Khan laughed biggerly. He held my nose and started twisting round. My nose was paining. He punched on my stomach. I cried. Babakhan laughed. He gave another big punch on back. Vayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyo,, vaddu maharaja memu nee banisalam. The supper was wonderful. There was plenty of food - even Jenny pushed herself away from the table. "I'm full; no more," she said as she finished the last spoonful of apple pie. As she rubbed her tummy, she said "I think they are, too."We had an hour and a half before the guests for the orgy arrived. We used the time to talk about how we were going to tell the folks about the twins on the way. There were plenty of interesting suggestions. But we were still going to wait until we could put it. It was during a conversation where she was enjoying a joke at my expense that changed everything. In mock anger I said something to the effect of, "Bad girl, papa spank." "Oh really?" "Yes really."That's when the changes started. The normal cutesy-poo images she once sent me took on a more sensual nature. Images of stunning ladies in black lingerie and heels draped across beds and chairs appeared on my page. In many of these pics these females were bound and gagged with everything from. I could feel the vibrator on the bed still buzzing, and he said to me, ‘Are you ready for more.’ I said, ‘YES!’ I could hear Dave get up off the bed and walk across the room. When he came back moments later, again something cool touched my body. This time he ran it along my tummy, starting at the top of my mound, upward between my tits to my lips. He said, ‘Open your mouth,’ so I did. Something traced my lips. From the shape I finally could tell it was a strawberry, a large strawberry..