Nothing else. That’s the name they call me. It all began ten years ago. I was nineteen years old, a student at Northeastern University in Boston, Ma...sachusetts. I had gotten accepted at that school on a student-athlete scholarship for football. I was beginning my college career, majoring in Criminal Justice. I was a normal guy in every way. My father, James Cormier is a forensic accountant. My mother, Jacqueline Brown Cormier is a psychology professor at Boston College. We lived in a nice house. It was wet and sticky.She put my finger in her pussy and moaned. I liked the warmth of her pussy and started pushing my finger in and out and she was enjoying. I bent a little and sucked her boobs and she was moaning heavily now. She was spreading her legs wide and pushing my face to her pussy. I knew she wanted her pussy to be licked. I slowly wet down and I swear it smelled like hell. For a second I pulled back but then I thought she licked me so well and made me cum and ate my sperms and I. "I don't know." smiles Ted, but I can't wait to find out, get me a drink Kevin."Kevin slopes off to follow his orders, as he passed the girls Pam grabs hold of him and makes him dance with her and Alice."Sort you fucking husband out will you." Ted tells Claire before sauntering up to the girls. The music changes.That smell, by Lynyrd Skynyrd, followed by Chirpy chirpy cheep cheep. The girls let Kevin go and ignoring Ted walk off and into the house. They give sarcastic smiles to Claire and. Walter and I had not agreed before hand as to the specifics of the bondage encounter, I was confident that it would proceed harmoniously with each of us having the opportunity to inflict some pain to each of the tramp sisters. Using one of my floggers, Jeanine received twenty five lashes, interspersed between her buttocks, back and breasts. After the flogging I decided it was time to modify her gag, caution is always in order when the mouth is stuffed with an object. Both the tape and panties.