‘You’re making me talk too much.’ He puts his hands up innocently and smirks. ‘Hey, it’s only fair. I think the only thing I haven’t told ...ou yet is the time I paid Joey Crown to moon the whole class in the fourth grade and he got suspended for two weeks. I’ve felt guilty about that ever since.’ Giddy, drunken laughter erupts from me. I smack Graham’s shoulder, loving this feeling. His own tipsy laughter rings out, drowning mine. He pays the check, ignoring my protests, and grabs my arm to help. “Anyway kids, to introduce myself, I am Prashant and this is my wife, Lata,” he said, as she handed us the coffee.And Roja suddenly interjected, “I am Roja and this is my husband, Shahid.”“You’ve got a real lottery their kid, she’s beautiful,” he said.“Thanks, sir,” I said, confused at why Roja said that. I called Roja apart for a moment and asked,” why did you say we are married?”She said, “I thought it would have been very weird to tell them that you are my step-son, I am sorry.”“What are you. “Who’s slut are you?” It takes you a moment to realize I’m speaking. Even longer to realize your expected to reply. Longer still to be sure of the answer. I twist the vibe and snap you back to the moment. Remember Lucy. Remember your training I tell you telepathically. “Yours, Sir” I give the vibe another deep thrust. “Who’s whore are you?” This time you do not hesistate. “Yours, Sir” “Who owns your cunt, your ass, your body, your mind, your soul?” Each word is punctuated with a deep. When this would happen, I knew I had a good 30-40 minutes alone with a house full of their pussy scented panties to use for my pleasure. I would alternate between sister's in law, taking turns cumming to them. Sometimes I would be horny enough to cum to each of them. And over time, I figured what the hell, might as well check out the mother in law's panties and see how her old cunt smells. To my surprise, I liked her scent the most of them all. Maybe it was because she was older, probably had a.