Chicken my brothers groaned.i wasn't sure if they'd really go through with it but i felt justified in tantalizing them.because i could see the size of...the matched hard-ons they'd sprung in their jeans. i sat back in the armchair and permitted my knees to swing open,so that they could see everthing wet and pink as i contiued to finger my wet pussy myself finally,after a prolonged moment of silence,parker and bryan nodded at each other and then started stripping.it was better then ringside seat. “I see I am going to have to give you a reminder that I am in charge here.” Slowly she starts removing her panties. After she removes them, she hands them to me. “What kind of reminder?” she asks. “Finish your work and sit on your desk and you will see,” I comment. Silently she finishes her work and sits on her desk. Walking over, I smile at her and sit in her chair. I lift the bottom of her dress up exposing her soaked pussy. “Now I am going to eat your pussy until you fill my mouth with. Please don’t kill the messenger. I haven’t found anyone here at Berkeley that I have had a deep connection with on a physical and emotional level. Your husband is a lucky guy.’ A hurtful expression clouded her face, and Todd quickly said, sensing the sensitivity of the situation, ‘My God. I’m sorry Kate. Please forgive me if I said something wrong.’ ‘Todd, it’s OK. You couldn’t know, but let’s talk about that later. I’m curious why you would consider making love to an old biddy like me. I am. ?Yes Mistress there is no excuse for it?, he whimpered.?All right slut strip, all your clothes on the couch, I want you in your birthday suit?, she commanded. From this point on I would be referred to simply as ?Slut?.?Yes Mistress?, I replied as I commenced the task of stripping, something I was psychologically prepared for. At this point events started deteriorating as a male, shirtless, in jeans, and wearing a ski mask entered the room. It was clear he was an adult but I couldn’t estimate.