Mistress then took me back into the lounge, holding the metal chain attached to my collar. It was the first time I’d been able to see our visitors. ... was introduced again.Sara was probably in her early thirties. Her skin was dark, olivy almost and her hair was long and dark, almost black. She was wearing a blouse not dissimilar to Mistress’, white and almost see-through. I could see she was wearing a black bra underneath. She also wore a skirt, longer than Mistress’, almost to her knee. Her. ” A suppressed sob welled up from Peter’s chest. He held his breath, trying to bring himself under control. ‘I am not forgetting Friday night – and you should be ashamed of yourself terrorizing me like that.’ Susie was not finished. Peter hung his head, unable to look at her. She was right. He had terrorized her, in fact. ‘You intended to rape me. Don’t deny it. I’m not stupid. Then suddenly you stopped before any damage was done and rushed off into the night.” Susie continued. “That was not. Me and my mother sucking my father’s and my son’s cocks. I then heard my husband voice. “What a beautiful sight. Your wife and daughters are pure sluts, Harry.” he said to my father. “Well we have you to thank for that.” my father laughed. “Beth, get a camera and film this.” I heard my husband say. Soon Beth was filming both me and my mother on our knees sucking cocks. My father’s pace quickened and I knew he was about to cum. My husband told me I wasn’t to swallow so by the time my father had. Then Morgan took the now well-lubricated plug from her mouth and even caught some of the dripping strings between Karen’s mouth and the counter. She pushed it between Karen’s ass cheeks and rubbed it down and across her hole. Instead of just pushing it right in, she teased Karen with it, touching her hole with the tip and pulling it back up her ass. It felt just like a man’s cock masturbating itself on her ass. A memory from college came crashing back, something she hadn’t thought about in.