He eventually pulled out of my throat. “Get on the bed” he ordered. He placed me on all fours at the edge of the bed and knelt behind me. He spat ...irectly onto my hole and a rough, thick finger rubbed it in. He did that a few times, never once actually having his tongue touch my hole. I guess I hadn’t earned it.Soon he stood up and asked “What did you think of my PA?” “I loved it, Sir” I replied. “You want to feel it in you?” he asked. “Yes please, Sir” I answered. “Good cause you didn’t have a. We're not going to ask permission to call Dad, 'Dad'." You don't have to Lana," John said, realizing that he truly liked his new sisters, and not simply because they were such hot, sex-crazed whores.When the boys left, the girls found themselves in the kitchen alone, for the first time, with Amy. None of the girls had really had any opportunity to really study Amy, so they took some time now to really look her over.Amy was incredibly thin, but thin really worked for her, because, as the girls. Under those sweaters she always wears lurks a nice pair of tits! I muse to myself. Her tits aren’t a match for Di’s, a neighbour of mine that I had a crazy fling with a couple of years ago, but then again very few are! But pressed as they are against me, I can certainly tell they’re a good handful, and much more satisfying than anything my wife can offer up. All too soon, however, we reach Lilly’s driveway, and my train of thought comes to an abrupt end. “Will you come in we come in for a. Jill was the same, so I think it was the kiss."Jill?" Yes?" Could I have something to eat?" Oh, God, Jack, I'm sorry. What would you like?" I'd like bacon and eggs and the whole works, but I don't know if my stomach can handle it. I don't even know if I should drink coffee." Can you handle tea until your stomach settles?" Sure." OK. I'm pretty sure we have another box of muffin mix in there. How do blueberry muffins sound?" They sound good." OK. Do you want to eat in the kitchen or should I.