She wanted them to fuck her that way, too, but she knew by now that she had to ask them in a polite way, or simply wait until they wanted her.In two d...ys, she had become their slave just as her mother had been for two years. But in those two days, Peggy had enjoyed more orgasms than ever before. She had discovered she enjoyed being tied up, forced to do those horrible, perverted acts. Being forced by her brothers had a certain appeal that she had never known from jacking her boyfriend off in. I did not put my pajamas back on and just laid back and bean to rub my pussy lips and as the feeling got better, I reached over to by bed stand and open the drawer and took out a hair brush with a ling handle. I rubbed the handle of the hairbrush between my juicy pussy lips and then pushed it into my vaginal opening until it met with resistance. My body was feeling so nice as I pushed on the brush harder and with a quick sharp pain it went deeper in mt pussy. The pain turned into pleasure as. So Disha was drawing mahendi on my palm while the boys are busy in the decoration of our house.Me : Zayada mat lagana, mere bare me kisiko sakh hogaya toh..!!Disha : Aare baas thorisi hi lagaungi, 2 din me utar jayegee. Aap ghabrao maat.Me : Thik hai chalo lagao.Disha (smiles): Hmm.Me : Acha ek baat batao ?Disha : Kaya ?Me : Tumhe Asif aur Parth ke bare mai kaya lagta hai ? I mean are they dating each other?Disha (got excited) : Matlab aapko bhi laga na ?Me : Hmm,… par…!!!Disha : Haan, mujhe. ” I said.Four heads nodded silently at me.I dropped the keg in the middle of my living room and then returned to the car for the second. I placed it in the living room next to the first. The girls were all huddled up on the couch together.“I’m gonna go. I’ll be back soon, I promise.” I said, turning towards the door.“Wait!” Came Kayla’s voice.“You OK?” I asked, turning around just as Kayla tackled me.“Thank you. Thank you. Thank you for coming for us. For me.” Kayla sobbed as she wrapped her.