My sister was bending with her butt facing my bed and her reflection in the mirror showed a naughty smile on her face as she fisted her boss’s cock ...nd cupped his hairy balls as his hand spanked her ass lightly and her other hand was playing with my sister’s pussy. Drink had made them extra bold and soon Simran was sucking her boss’s cock like a slut. Simran squirmed as she imagined what it would feel like to have a cock that big thrusting in her swollen cunt, its enormous cock head butting. He'd been good, better than many disputants of that tournament, but not on my same level. "Yeeah! Congrats!" a cheerful voice sounded nearby "I knew that you would have kicked asses today!". Turning around I saw my girlfriend Marika. She was another contestant of that competition. Just few hours before, I had esily (and gently) defeated her on the tatami with a soft headlock. She was one year older than me but less experienced, having started jiu jitsu only recently. I was, on the opposite, a. Damned if it wasn't starting to resemble an oversize Tesla coil as I drew closer and squinted at it. Double damned. True, I'd built a couple of these babies a few years back, when I was in the midst of my brief fling with electrical engineering, but I'd never seen any near that size.She was attaching what appeared to be a heavy-duty cable harness to the infernal machine. At the bare-wire terminal of one cable she had just clipped on a long and gleaming cylinder... no, it couldn't be. The thing. I wouldn't give in tothis damn thing.I stood up....just to stretch for a moment then I'd sit back down again, Ifigured.Wait, no, that wasn't right, was it? I'd decided not to stand up atall, why had I suddenly changed my mind?Oh no. I knew why, of course. I was being controlled. Right thismoment, I was being controlled by some guy in the next room.I knew that intellectually, but I certainly didn't feel like it. Ilooked down and stared at my chest, reaching my hands up to grope myboobs. I felt.