But you are also breaking my heart. You promised that I would be next in line," Sarah said.That was too much for Sandra. She started to giggle and the... said, "Don't worry. I think we could work out some kind of an arrangement so we could share him."I was now blushing so hard that one could mistake me for a red alien in some old science fiction show."Tempting, I might take you up on that offer. But now we have tortured this poor guy long enough. What are you looking for?" Sarah asked.Since I was. She started with her hand which stung but was pleasurable but then pulled out a thick belt which she lambasted my ass with I was squirming and so she took a strap out of her drawer which went around the small of my back holding me firmly and as I was making noise she put a ball gag on my mouth. I must have got about thirty strokes of the belt and was in tears so she stopped an caressed my burning ass cheeks for a few minutes but then got up and pulled out a long thick rattan cane. She said to. “Good, right?” I groaned, slamming my dick down my daughter’s throat over and over.“Yes, Mother,” they said in unison.“You need to eat each other’s pussies. Get off those panties and feast on each other. Sixty-nine!”Their eyes widened. Then they nodded, moving with the burgeoning passion of underage sluts wanting to taste more of the forbidden fruit I shared with them. Their panties came off, their bushes dark wisps between their thighs. The pressed together, squirming, rolling, figuring out. She teased at his stubble and put her lips to his neck. She found a sensitive spot on the side of his neck and he squirmed slightly. Her mouth went to his shoulder and she fanned her hand across his chest. She felt his breathing quicken as her hand moved deliberately over his abdomen. ‘Okay, babe. I’m not too sure about this,’ he purred as he picked up her hand. ‘Neither am I,’ Jo said as she tried to move toward him again. She wasn’t sure where this was going, but she wanted it. She wanted him.