Wetook the girls in there, strapped them in & hoisted both of them up to wherethey were both hanging parallel to the floor about 3 ft from the floor w...ththeir legs spread wide open for fucking & their heads hanging down for suckingtoo. Now Paul asked us guys to 1st tenderize the girls cunts some by taking 4 catshe had & whip them some, but not real hard, just hard enough to turn theircunts red some with maybe a few marks over them. Once we started whipping thegirls shaved cunts both of them. We both realised we’d been wrong about the lack of tattoos though. Christine Harper’s pussy did indeed look every bit as beautiful as we’d imagined it would. A very neatly trimmed, square of light, short, downy pubes sat on her pubic bone. Just above it the tattooed inscription ‘Love Me’ with a small red heart at the end. Below it, the glistening pinkness of her clitoris broke cover from its protective hood and peeped out at us, boldly, brazenly. If there was any question that its owner was. He laughed and said she's getting what she asked for. I heard her in the main room asking for two guys to fuck her. What a whore! I went in to tease her. She laughed at me and said I can't fuck her properly.I spit in her face and laughed at her. I called her a fuck pig and went into the other room. An hour or so later, she was grunting but not talking much. I checked on her. She was crossed eyed and drooling. She looked at me. I got close to her face. I smiled and called her a whore. She. He looks at my breasts, unsure of how to approach me. I nod to him, letting him know it is OK to touch me. He puts his hand on them and slowly rubs them through my clothes, but this is not good enough. I smile seductively as I pull off my shirt and throw it aside. I quickly unsnap my bra. Dad slips his hand under my bra and in one motion removes it. My nipples are hard for him as he places soft kisses on my breasts. My body starts to quiver as he gently holds my breasts in his hands. His tongue.