Marie had her eyes closed and was moaning around the dildo in her mouth, and Stephanie was thrusting herself back against me trying to get as much dil...o in her as she could.“Oh god yes! Fuck me Rita! Fuck me like the bitch I am!” Stephanie groaned.“You wanna be fucked like a bitch? Grab the headboard!” I yelled.“Grab the headboard? What does...”“I said grab the headboard!”She reached up and grabbed the headboard like I told her to and held on as I grabbed her ass in my hands and slapped it as. He put his legs on my shoulders. But I told him to hold his own legs. I pulled him in and the angle just wasnt quite right. His cage limped around uselessly as I maneuvered him. There we go. My cock edged inside him it was only about half way when tried to kiss me. I leant in to kiss him too but my stomach felt the cold steel of his chastity cage I remembered. This guy was the type of guy to fight the matriarch. Who knows what he would have done to women in a past life. I spat on his face and. Think idiot, think before she says something."So, where is Dad?" Uh... Oh... Your father already went to work. Take a seat as these are just about finished." You didn't have to make me breakfast." I don't mind. Besides, I don't like eating alone."Bethany and I ate and talked for about an hour. She told me how Dad had been leaving early and staying late at work for the last couple of months.When we finished, I offered to wash the dishes, but Bethany sent me on my way. I went into the living room. (yes by relation, he is stepson to me as he is my sister’s son and he calls me ‘chithi’). And as I was about to conclude that my fantasy will always remain a fantasy, I got an opportunity when Sathish was involved in a minor motorbike accident and he fractured his right leg and sprained his left arm. Poor boy, he won’t be able to care for himself and I had to do everything for him. Well, that was a blessing in disguise for me.Sathish was discharged from hospital after 1 week. My husband took.