" Don't be silly, Petra, they were a beautiful loving shearing coupleand they would want you to help yourself. Besides I was just about totake the lo... to the Op shop. So please for my sake and theirs helpyourself and sometime we can go through them and what we do not wantwe will take back to Maple."With that she was gone and he was left standing on the veranda alonewatching the dust from the Ute disappear down the dirt road. He wouldnot see her again for ten days.Once again Peter got right. Zhora was still secured, right where I had left him. I found several sharp instruments for the ladies to use. “Fast or slow, your call. I’ll be right here when you’re done,” I told them as I sat in the chair and turned on the computer.“What? You promised,” he screamed when the girls entered.“I guess I lied,” I chuckled to myself. I was almost disgusted with myself for how much I enjoyed hearing him scream as the girls got their revenge. Despite his desperate screams of rage and pain, I was able. Our friendship had developed into a totally sexually uninhibited union with no reservations. We had swapped partners, watched Sue and Carla go at it and ultimately Ron initiated me into gay sex with him. We did all of this with all four in the same room, sometimes splitting off, and sometimes just two or three at a time. I became more comfortable with Ron and he and I would often meet once or twice a week.As the weeks passed by, Ron assumed more of the alpha male role and I started to get more. Then she suddenly broke the kiss and said, let’s go to the bedroom. But I didn’t want to stop kissing, so I grabbed her by the ass and wrapped her legs around my back. We were kissing again. I carried us to the bedroom and threw her on the bed. I hurriedly removed my pants and t-shirt. She removed her sari. I asked to keep the bra and panties on. Till now I was doing things to my mother, now it was her turn.She got up, put her hands around my waist and looked at my dick. I was obviously hard.