She moved in time with the steady pulse of her friend’s hand, up and down, up and down, until Jack was moaning through clenched teeth, desperately t...ying to delay the inevitable. The first girl moved her hand faster. “Do it, Jack,” she goaded in her velvet drawl. “Do it for us right here and now. Cum for us, Jack.” She felt his cock swell in her fingers. She knew he could last no longer and she drew her hand away and ground her pelvis against him pushing her gaping pussy against his swollen. "Your pussy off limits too?" Jen was still sobbing. She only nodded. "Your dad fucks you just like your sister I guess?" Now Jen shook her head. Steph, still secured to the post, piped up, "He's saving her for a special occasion." "Alright, how about your asshole?" he asked Jen. "Off limits?" Jen slowly, careful of her pained buttocks, asshole and pussy lips, turned up to face him. Looking him in the eye, she said, sniffling, "No, go right ahead and fuck me in the ass." She didn't have to tell. I poured some more wine and bought a glass to her, “So tell me all about your stressful day.” I said and sat next to her.“Well, as I’ve mentioned before, I’ve had a young boyfriend for the past few weeks.”“Ah yes, Thuy and I were thinking he’s probably an 18 year old?” “Close - actually he’s 22 years old, exactly half my age, and just 8 years older than my daughter.” She took a sip of wine and continued, “We’ve had lots of fun together, this is his last weekend here before he gets shipped off. Joan had made sure that not only did she look good; all piss play requirements were in place. Plastic covers under the washable sofa cushions and under the rugs. To get themselves in the mood and essential to their needs, they enjoyed a couple of pints of cider. Paul then asked if he could kiss her. She leaned into him open mouthed and their tongues mashed hard into each other. He knew what she wanted and soon had his hand up her skirt and was pleasantly surprised to find no knickers and a very.