I rotated my hand slightly so with effort my tongue could penetrate her. I prodded her sensitive opening with my tongue, entering her slightly before ...rawing up toward her already swollen clit. I circled that magnificent point of sensitivity, fully engaging it with my tongue. It was then that I felt Lisa’s weight on the bed and her little fingers joining mine between my wife’s legs. My wife felt her too and the gentle, radiating pleasure that we had created, spiked to an all over intensity. I. My sister's eyes sparkled as she sucked Dexter's cock. I ran my fingers through her hair, just to be sure I wasn't still imagining her. She purred as she blew my son, and his body was quickly tensing and humping through the ring formed by Jackie's lips."Cum in her mouth, Dexter," I breathed, "oh, God, Jackie ... You are so beautiful sucking his cock..."Mmm, my sister purred, the image becoming sharper, more vivid.Dexter started to ejaculate. His hips rose, forcing his penis deep into Jackie's. Filled with exhilaration and a little bit of fear of getting caught, I gently caress the soft fabric of her underwear. How sensual it felt and how wonderful fresh and fragrant is smelt. I found it very arousing to think that Michelle had only recently been wearing them. Feeling rather bold and extremely turn on, I decided that with so much washing on the line Michelle would not know if I borrowed a pair of her panties. Swiftly looking around, I furtively took the first pair of silky white lace. It was all I had.After some months, he stopped taking me out of my cage. One day, he just stopped. I didn't know why at the time. He wouldn't even look at me. He'd pass by my cage a few times a day, but not even acknowledge me. Why won't he talk to me? Why can't I be called a good girl anymore? One day, I reached out to grab his leg longingly, and he smiled. "Do you want to be a good girl?" he asked. And that was the end of the woman I was. He was asking if I wanted to be raped for his.