“Work that cunt up and down me,” I growled. “You want to be bred, then Gods, you’ll have to make me cum!”She squeezed her twat around me, mo...ning even louder.I tried to grab her ass, but I felt nothing. It was so strange to sweep my hands through the water and brush my own cock held in the spirit’s twat. I let my arms relax and groaned, loving the way she plunged down my shaft. I savored this heat. I reveled in this ecstasy building and building in me.My nuts drank in the silky friction as I. He pushed and pushed until she took his member all the way down her throat. But, he held back and refused to shoot his load into her. Laurel applied a full measure of ?Hot as Ice? cream to Patti?s cunt and to each nipple. Because she was securely bound, the only thing that could move were her flexible tits and nipples and Laurel used a set of hospital grade forceps to flex them to the max. When Laurel was sure Patti was good and sore, she applied another glob of the ?Hot as Ice? cream and some. They started dropping hints about it being time for Howard "to be a father again," as they put it.I wanted more children (Mom had let her young stud make her pregnant three more times after splitting with Dad), but their attitude and Howard's lack of enthusiasm in the sack really put me off. I pretended to go along but decided I would NOT get pregnant again, partly to spite my in-laws. By then I was half pissed at Howard, too, for not pounding me, making me come so hard I didn't know or care if. At supper on the fourth day it all blew sky high. Sara was being exceptionally confrontational. She obviously was spoiling for a fight. Sara snapped and yelled at Pete over the smallest things. She bordered on hateful. "Pete you are going back to school! I'm not going to allow you to keep this up!" Sara stated with authority. The three girls knew it was going to be another one of those nights, and they felt sorry for their brother. The way Sara treated him was terrible and all his sisters.