Bhabhi- acha tum bhi na sach batao main janti hun tumhe kya acha laga tha but main tumhare muh se sunna chahta hun.Me- nhi bhabhi aysi koi bat nhi hai...or main uth ke chal diya.Bhabhi- muskarai or uth kar mere hath ko pakkar kar boli tumhe maine bola tha na ki main tumhe jo puchun gi tumhe batana pare ga or sach. Fir mere sir ko apni taraf ghumaya Bhabhi- main janti hun tumne meri kuch photo bhi kheechi hai ab to batao na.Me- thor hich kich ke apke sab se khubsurat part ko apke seene ko or sir. “Did he eat your pussy too?” I asked.“Yes,” she said in a sad voice. “Then Mama came into my room and caught us and started to scream at him. Then she screamed at me about how filthy I was. He slapped her and told her to shut up. I never did it any more after that with Papa or anyone else.” She laughed, “Well, not until now.”“Well, you sure haven’t forgotten how. You are real good.”We lay side by side on the bed and she asked, “Have you ever messed around with my girls?”“Yes, a little.”“With. I tried to get up but soon realized it was hopeless, I felt a thick leather strap against the back of my head stopping me from pulling my face out of the hole by keeping my chin and forehead tightly against the cushion. Ropes were tied to straps attached to my wrists and ankles which in turn were attached to the legs of the table to stop me from getting up and running away, finally there were two other straps running horizontally across my thighs and the small of my back to stop me from moving. Ally was a rich bitch, but she wasn’t some cunt. She wasn’t a priss who told us to get the fuck out. She just asked us to move over a bit. The four of us spent about the next two hours ‘bonding’ with each other. Peter fucked Ally on her back, and it wasn’t long before Jason got worked up again enough to fuck me for a second time. After both boys came, we switched. Well Jason and Peter did. Ally and I weren’t required to move. It took the boys about an hour and a half, and three or four sacks.