She had a ball gag in her mouth ... clamps on her nipples ... and a big black butt plug in her ass. On closer inspection, her pussy was leaking cum ..... Dan's cum.Normally when she came to my bed she had showered and douched her pussy in readiness for a session with me. But obviously Dan had just filled her pussy with his cum and left her for my attentions."Well ... what have we here?" I asked her, not expecting an answer due to her ball gag. She moved her head about, obviously not comfortable. He pinned my hands to the door with his and stared at me. I was breathing very very heavily, but yet I gasped, “What the hell are you doing?”“Do you like what I’m doing, lady?”“No, I hate it. Let me go or I’ll call security!”He moved closer to my lips and whispered, “Then why aren’t you fighting back?”I said nothing and stared at him, my hands still pinned to the door, my body still breathing heavily, with my breasts expanding and contracting. He waited a few seconds and dived into it.He. “Carl, what your dad and Suzy are doing is as old as horses themselves. Horse trading isn’t really an addiction, but it is definitely addicting. It’s like gambling. And people pride themselves on their skills. Right now, your dad is having the time of his life, and so is Suzy. We would be in the way if we stuck around.”I could see that my explanation was only partially accepted. “Talk to your dad about it later. If you’re lucky, he might start teaching you how to trade. It’ll be to your. “Hmm, fine,” I said. “So how have you been?”“Yes, girls we are very glad you could make it today,” said Rina, trying to lighten the mood a bit.“We’ve been fine. We wish we could have been here yesterday. But...” said Sarah.“You could have been,” I said, “You were invited.”“Dad, we can’t choose between you and Mom. But for the record, Mom finally outted herself about what she’d done that day, said Mia.“Did she now? So?” I said.“So we kinda understand why you are being so—something,” said Sarah..