I laughed and said ‘Sarah, you have your fun. You know I don’t get jealous’. Sarah said to me ‘Really. I won’t go too far. You know you can ...rust me like that, but I just want to have a bit of fun with them, now they’ve had their fun with me’.I smiled, wondering how far she would go. As long as she didn’t sit on their faces or on their erections, I didn’t mind. Sarah sat between the two of them and opened her legs wide, putting one leg up over theirs and I took a picture of them looking down at. I stand naked in front of her and we kiss again. Her hand tugs at my cock. Rubbing it. To my surprise it begins to harden again. "Mmmmm! Daddy!! I think you are getting hard again. Are you thinking about me?" It's not me thinking about you sweetheart!" I reply. "My brain has stopped working. I think my dick has taken me over!" I feel rather than hear her 'mmmmmmmmmmm'. "It is so naughty." I have hold of her cock and I am rubbing that. "Daddy! Fuck me now!"She turns and leans over the table and. But he declined. In his mind, he still wanted topossess me as a "man", as a submissive bottom. I felt sad after hisrefusal, yet I was determined to go ahead with my plan. Achref had afriend, Dorian, a sexy, strong, Algerian bodybuilder who would sometimeslet me worship his beauty. I admired Dorian greatly, also because hismuscle mass was always proportionate, never excessive. One day, I calledhim to ask if he was willing to bless my gaff. When he answered yes, Ifelt on top of the world. My. Steeling herself for this moment, showing signs of relief in hindsight that I was intimate with my own sister and another man’s girlfriend. It would make me easier to seduce ... it also explained why Mom was so easygoing on us about it. Well, that and the wine, which might have also been part of letting her kick back and go with the flow.“OH ... MY ... GOD!” Mom screamed as she felt me really hit the downward strokes and her own legs land on my shoulders.“See how intoxicating Victor can be,.