I was so exhausted that I surrendered to what ever he wanted me to do. My body was like a limp doll as he twisted me around and turned me to what ever...position he wished. All I could do was whimper and cry as he had his way. As I made my way back to the bedroom, after cleaning from one sex session, I was surprised to see Bruce sitting in the big chair. His knees spread wide and he was stroking his sizable phallus. Bruce commanded '...come over hear and kneel down between my knees, I want you. Time to finger my neighbour’s virgin arsehole with a thumb covered in lube. Who needs Saturday afternoon football?“I’ll just, er, no twisting or anything like that.”“Twisting?” Lia asked.“If you like this kind of thing it can be ... interesting.”“Oh. Maybe not just now, thanks, haha. I’ll, er, I’ll try to relax.”“Actually, there’s something you can do to help with that.”“There is?”“Breathe out. It’s harder to, er, clench, if you’re breathing out.”“Wow, you really know your onions,” Lia joked.I. She was hesitant now and advised me saying that ” I am like your sister. What you are trying to do is wrong. Please don’t do it. I felt guilty and left the room. I was disappointed and decided to help her genuinely from cleaning next room. When we entered the bedroom she was so aroused looking at my tool. She was under the bed cleaning the room. I stood near the bed and was waiting for her to seek help. Suddenly I felt something running near my undies. When I checked on that there was nothing.. I remained naked all day. I was driving Monty crazy. But I did let him have his way with me several times that day. Once more before we had our lunch and once more before dinner. I was so into it that between times I was masturbating. After dinner I again approached Monty. He seemed to have endless energy. I sat on the couch and encouraged him to get me off with his tongue. I tried to resist letting his fuck me but couldn’t. “Come Monty. Come and take me” I moaned and he did what came.