My body lurched in all different directions from the intense pleasure he provided with the swift movements of a single finger. My mouth was formed in ... scream but no sound could escape because it was simply so intense."Good thing I was prepared for this," he said."Hmm?" I questioned."Stay there," he demanded and I obediently stayed lying on the bed with my legs spread open like the wings of an eagle. Marc walked away and unzipped his suitcase before pulling out a pair of silver cuffs. He. Billy suddenly felt like running and hiding. He had never been so confused. He was here with his mother and sister, whom he loved and who he knew loved him, but his mind was filled with obscene ideas. He felt a need to be punished for even entertaining such thoughts. Maybe Ma Baylor was right. Maybe he had played with his penis too much, and had gone crazy. Maybe, in his craziness, he had only imagined all those things last night!Billy was almost asleep. It had been a wonderful day. They had. Marge was talking dirty in Lorna’s ear and the lettuce lady could feel the other woman’s small hard clit rubbing against her own. She closed her eyes as Marge’s mouth covered hers and her tongue slid roughly into her half-opened mouth. Lorna raised her legs so that clits rubbed directly. She grabbed Marge’s asscheeks and pulled the older lesbian’s lower body towards hers. Lorna surprised herself by coming a few seconds before Marge. The two women screamed. Lorna had never been attracted to. “Matar’s big cock, you are a delicious one, Mistress Lasla!”I winked at her as my brother buried to the hilt in my asshole. He plunged into me deep and hard I quivered on him. That was just glorious. Just what I needed to feel. I groaned as he filled up my asshole with his dick.My cunt clenched down on my sister’s hermaphrodite-dick. I held her tight as I shuddered toward that climax. I would have a huge one. A mighty one. I would burst with all the pleasure on my siblings’ dicks. My brother.