I feel her pussy, fingering the wet hole. The bleeding has stopped. Painful, but nothing seems too badly hurt. Kadir starts to shout, muffled by his ...ag. I crawl over to him. He thrashes around in a confused rage, looking from me to Grace hanging above. “Mmmm mmm!” Shock and horror in his eye as he muffles into his gag.“Daddy, you did this. You fucked mommy and me. Look daddy. You popped my cherry.” I enjoy teasing him, getting as weird as I can just for the hell of it. I crawl close to him,. Her body quivered with anticipation. He ran his fingers through her hair before cupping her chin to turn her face towards him. Finally, he spoke, “You are my wonderful little sex jewel, aren’t you?” They both knew the answer to that.She took in a deep breath of air, letting it out on a faint whisper, “Oh, yes. I'm yours.” As she spoke, he took his hard cock into his hand, rubbing the head over her lips. Her tongue darted out to taste. He drew back to tease her move, running his cock over her. Before the Confederacy classes started she would appear in my Maths lessons less then once a month. The strange thing about her was that she never missed one of the concubine classes, not one. Other lessons, even on the same day, she would miss but never the concubine class. Because of her absences I had talked with the school social worker. Her mother was a recovering heroin addict, while her older sister worked in a hairdressing salon. The sister had a baby though she could not look after it. We met up with a young couple like us once and met at their house. I loved it. He was ex-army with tattoos and a muscular body and his wife was a little on the common side with a sprinkling of tattoos as well. She had platinum blonde hair, looked tarty but did have a fabulous body. We fucked our own wives in front of each other. I loved watching the guy's (six inch) cock plunge into his wife while she screamed in orgasm. Lynn got quite carried away too and we did a very quick swop where I.