She stifled her indignation sensing that any protest would only make matters worse. She tensed up, breathing shallow, tummy with that empty feeling w...iting the next awful stroke which, when it came was little more than a gentle flick. Looking in the mirror she could see his impish grin. For six more whacks he played with her, some soft little taps other harder, more painful but none so hard as that first blow. Confused, not knowing what to expect her anguish was greater than if he had gone at. It felt warm, soft, simply stated.....AMAZING. After he sucked my dick for about 5 minutes, he stood up, looked at me and asked me if I enjoyed that."Hell yes!" I told him."Do you want me to do it some more?" Yes!" Of course I wanted him to."Well then it is only fair that you return the favor."With that he leaned forward and put his mouth to mine. I had never kissed anyone before, so I did not know what do to, but I felt his tongue push against my lips so I let it it. I fought his tongue back. Her nipple felt wonderful in my mouth. So tiny and delicious. I nipped it with my teeth. Daddy watched us, drinking in our incestuous, lesbian threesome. Mommy and I pushed Alice down on her back, attacking her nipples, our hands stroking her body, driving her wild. I found her pussy, hot and wet, dripping and ready for Daddy’s cock.“Sluts,” Daddy growled. “Enough. None of you have permission to cum. Downstairs, now. It’s time to play.”“Yes, Sir,” moaned Mommy, her eyes glossy with lust.“Play?”. "Enter" Came the shrill voice from behind the door. James pushed the door open and walked in. After rummaging in his bag for what seemed like hours he pulled out the paper and tried to hand it to Mrs Bury."I think" She began, in a sickly sweat tone "That we need to talk. Sit in my chair." She said as she stood up and walked to the door. James sat down. She quietly shut the door, and then silently locked it.She came back and sat on the desk infront of James. There was a strange gleam in her.