I jumped as my brother wrapped his hand around my cock and guide it into Beth. His fingers continued holding me as I started moving. Once my cock wa... in my sister’s pussy, he removed his hand.“Fuck her,” Jeff said.I may have never fucked before, but it seemed natural. Holding my sister’s hips, I started moving in and out of her pussy. I expected my brother to feed Beth his cock, but he sat back on his heels, stroking his cock and watching.Beth looked back at me and smiled. “You’re doing. Three of the kneeling slaves had big tits. Tracy, Miss Daisy, and Petra were all such busty girls. That... excited me. I had little A cups. My tits were so small that I didn't even bother wearing a bra. They needed no support whatsoever, so why have the annoyance of one? Those three lush girls with those big tits made my mouth watered.“Tracy and Miss Daisy, present your tits to me,” I commanded, my lust swelling. “I want to fondle them. I want to play with them while Rebecca, you eat my pussy. There she was completely asleep, completely vulnerable, because she wanted to be that vulnerable for him. His cock was throbbing in his pants, he got up and rubbed his cock against her shoulder for a minute. She let out a soft disoriented grumble turning into a yawn. He gently brushed some of the red curls out of her face and with his thumb he lifted one of her eyelids, her eyes were mostly white, her pupils were down and inwards. She let out a soft moan and she lifted her arm for a. For a whole week he had to imitate his widowed mother and entertain her friends. He took her place at church charity functions, delivered pies to the homeless shelter, and babysat for the neighbor's small children.Mom, on the other hand, took advantage of her newfound youth and masculine appearance to help her church group build a new wing onto her church, which was needed to help out the local poor folk. She knew that if it were not for her marrying a hardworking man so many years ago she.