”“Just so I’m clear: you want my brother to fuck your ass?” Kayla was insistant.“Please. Yes. I want his bare cock pumping my ass full o... his cum. I want him to make me his bitch. Then, I’m going to rock your cunt like it never has been and never will be again.”“You asked for it,” I said as I buried my face in his sweaty, musky asshole. I couldn’t resist. I reveled in the new sensations of his hairy ass cheeks. His odor was intoxicating. He pressed back onto my tongue as I lapped at. I felt strange and wasn't sure what I was feeling but I didn't want her to stop so I said yes maybe I did like it.She pressed up against me and kissed my neck and then her breath was hot in my ear. She whispered that if I really wanted to know how it felt with a boy I had to take my pyjamas off. I didn't know what to say and held my breath because I didn't want her to see me naked. I was ashamed because my breasts were so tiny. I just had little puffy areas around my nipples and hers were. He instructed me to put my hands behind my head. Suddenly he swiped my breast a good solid strike and shook me to my core. My tiny breast felt suddenly sharp pain. Again down to my thighs as he worked his way back up my body, I knew my breast would suffer again momentarily. I questioned if I could maintain another. Again but even harder he struck across both my nipples with that leather slapper. I think he knew I was done as he stopped and stood me in the corner.My body was on fire from my. I went upstairs looking for my wife since she wasn't with John as he left. I found her in the bathroom next to our bedroom - wearing a blouse open down the front and a pair of tiny bikini panties. Her big tits were partially exposed and the brown nipples were hard. The panties were super tight across Maggie's ass and thighs and her bush made a thick bulge in the crotch. I glanced at her crotch quickly but didn't see any signs of outright sex - although Maggie had a nervous, anxious look on her.