..how could you know the right answer....."I do not want to choose", you said....."I am so horny I could not care less how, where, who or what" you sa...d.The old man laughed. To bad we did not bring our dog then. And I saw him trusted into you.....and I heard you too.You made a lot of oh-ah-yes-good-big-more-harder-sounds....It was, again, confusng....I saw the younger ones face, he smiled. I saw the back of the older one. Fucking you. I saw parts of you, feet, hands, you where still on all. ." I don't think we should do that s*s..." I told her."Awwwww, please! You can be ontop and in control..." I'm really not sure..." Pretty please b*o, I promise I'll be a good girl!" She said, making doe eyes at me.Try as I might I couldn't resist that look from her and against my better judgement found myself climbing on top of my sister. I positioned my cock at the top of her already moist slit, and began rubbing the head of my cock against her clit."Oh fuck, that feels amazing b*o!" She. Mums moans were becoming increasingly louder. I wondered who out of the four of us would be first to orgasm. I started to add my verbal abuse both at Vicky and my mother. Mum was looking directly at me as I mouthed obscenities at her… grinding her cunt into Vicky’s face the more derogatory they were. On seeing me mouth that it is going to be her tongue up Mrs. Noakes’ cunt… the vicar’s wife’s cunt… my mother came with a load moan after a not too convincing ‘Noooooooo’ as her orgasm overtook. “You are hurting me” Sowmya said in a feeble tone. “Am I?” Pooja asked in a mocking tone and immediately held her cheeks.Pooja forced herself on her, and started kissing her lips. She hugged her tightly, pulling her closer to her body and continued kissing and sucking her lips. “Mmmmmmmm…mmmmmm” Sowmya surprisingly liked being kissed with such force and passion and started moaning. “Are you horny bitch?” Pooja asked her in middle, and Sowmya nodded her head in reply. “Then show us how wet are.