We are a family of equals who respect and admire the accomplishments of all and have a passion for each other that goes beyond the sexual. We each fie...cely defend, comfort, advise, love and protect the other. Here’s one recent Saturday evening. Dinner is served promptly at 6:30PM at which time we discuss the events of the day and give each other encouragement. There is almost always a lot of laughing unless someone is cranky… a rare event. So that Carol isn’t the “drudge” of the house, we. Her other hand reached for her breasts, alternating squeezing each one, hoping that this might take some of the edge off of the raging need that flowed through her. When this only spurred her on more, she moaned again and stamped her feet in frustration.Still, it felt good to not have to bottle it all up.She suddenly sat upright when she heard the phone ring. She had asked Sandy to make sure she wasn't disturbed, which meant that this could only be one person: Mistress."Hello?" Her voice was. “So what are we watching?” he asked, pretending to be relaxed.“A video that you have already seen and one that will help Kei get her mind onto other things,” Diana responded. With that, she clicked the remote.Two men, dressed in military fatigues, stood in a clearing, the surrounding trees in the background, huge, and the colors unusually intense.“What the hel...” Jeff began, but a sharp look from his wife stopped him in mid-word.The two men stood looking around them, with one seemingly very. I arched down, facing the floor and squawking like a hen whose asshole was enlarging behind. He slapped my butt once again, his delicate palm drumming my softest flesh and generating loud pitter-patters in the proceeding. I jiggled my ass, left and right, up and down. My breasts jigged too—they bounced forward and backward repetitively. Brady greeted me with a wide grin as I stood up to peek behind. He pressed his lips on the back of my neck and shoved two fingers into my butthole.