"Oh God, I've been waiting for you boys to start this all day," I muttered with excitement. “So how about we take things upstairs." Yeah, I think th...t's best," Otis agreed, relinquishing my breast from his mouth. Richard did the same and both of them were one step behind me as I led the way up to the master bedroom.Into the bedroom they went. I ordered both men to strip themselves of their clothes. Neither man wasted time in doing such; my eyes gazed at their massive erection, at the way they. She was ready. She took a condom and rolled it over my dick with her mouth engulfing my dick. She was back in her favorite position, bent over on all four like a bitch she was. I placed my cock on her ass hole and pushed it in slowly. In a single stroke, my entire penis disappeared in that tight hole of hers.Once she got accustomed to its girth, I started moving in and out of her and riding her as fiercely as possible. She always liked it hard and rough. She was moaning on top of her voice and. Rather feel." Wait." Alex tried to say something else but Markus gave another jolt ofsexual energy into Alex's system, standing firmly upright. He had to gether jacking off...had to distract her."Masturbate me, mistress. Please, I desire it and so do you."She tightened her grip, and applied her experiences on giving hand jobsto men on herself. She fell onto her bed, overcome with this whole newsexual feeling that was piercing her from her crotch. Markus himself wasjust edging her on with. Her main rivalry was with her twin brother Osman. They looked similar in broad strokes, but had plenty of differences. Both had their father’s gray eyes and their mother’s olive skin, and jet black hair like their mother. They had lean physiques, much like panthers, and they had reflexes to match. They needed these, in order to measure up to their elder sisters’ battle prowess. The fact that she could perform as well as Osman, and even beat him on occasion, was the pride of Yasmin’s life, much.