They saw me and invited me to watch it with them by making me sit in between them.After some time, they started moving their hands on my body. I got m...xed feelings. I was excited and afraid at the same time. After watching the TV for some time, Mr. X turned the TV off and said, “We need to talk.”Mr. X: you know we have enjoyed having you around us for a few days. We want to tell you something. We are bisexuals.Mrs. X: All we are trying to say is that we would like to invite you to share a. Each one of the tails was braided leather and had a knot at the end. The braiding made the tails course. I don't have to tell you how the knot on the ends felt. Every inch of my cock and balls was whipped raw, making them extremely red and sensitive. Mistress Lynne then placed little metal clips all over my cock and balls. They hurt like hell. She flicked at the clips for a bit causing them to bend and move, pulling the skin with them. Mistress Lynne used a riding crop to remove the clips. I. Jason moved in behind him, dropped the strap-on on the bed and guided the head of his cock back into Mark's upturned ass. He moaned around my cock as Cathy straddled my shoulders and presented her dripping pussy to my questing tongue.What a pictured we'd have made – me, lying back on the bed with Cathy grinding her snatch into my mouth, Mark deep-throated my cock while getting plowed doggy-style by Jason. The only sounds in the room were lustful moans and wet slurping punctuated by the rhythmic. I truly didn't care what she thought ofmy lifestyle, but if she could find a way to accept me as I was, Imight be able to find a way to accede to her wishes and form arelationship, even one that would be tenuously close to collapse atany moment. With my dad sitting in what was sure to be a hellish jail,I was certain she was right. I would never see him again, and if hedid manage to get out it wouldn't make any difference. I cannot saythat I was happy with what I had done to mom, it didn't make.