’ Paula came over and put her arms around mother and daughter and gave both a hug. ‘Congrats, Emma. Who’d have thought, you going to be a Mom. I...hope that pregnancy doesn’t prevent a bit of genital torture, both ways of course.’ ‘No,’ replied Emma smiling, ‘I’m sure I’ll be up for both giving and receiving. Like some tomorrow, babe?’ ‘Ooohhh yes, I think so. Tomorrow afternoon as a demo if you like. That would be hot.’ ‘Ok, you’re on,’ replied Emma with a grin. The group in the pool gradually. Are you ready to go?” “I’m ready.” We both left, and my stepfather drove us to the club. Again, not too much talking on the way there. About forty-five minutes later we arrived. We parked in a parking garage and Peter and I walked to the club. It was a pretty upscale place. My stepfather took me into back and knocked on a door. Knock, Knock “Come in, the door is open.” “Sal, how are you? This is my friend Ellen.” Sal was a tall man, perhaps 6’5” and weighed about two hundred and thirty. I need more.With a sicky, throbbing cock and completely vulnerable position in the black leather straps, a man, taker number three (and I would soon lose count) took his invitation. He came already hard, obviously watching and getting ready. It felt amazing when he slid his long, thin cock inside me, but it was too small to really rock my world. He came in my hot, wet hole after only a few thrusts and patted my ass after pulling out. I reached my hand down and scooped up some of the juice,. When I slept, no one disturbed me. Every day, they would massage me gently, and put ice and herbal oil in my cunt and ass. I taught them anal sex, and many times, I engaged all four cocks, one each in cunt, ass and mouth and hand.We avoided tourist spots and crowds. They knew many beautiful places in Srilanka. We fucked on beaches, under waterfalls, under the stars, sun and in rain. They treated me like their queen.When we had the mood, we would check in a hotel, fuck in the luxury of a soft.