I loved the taste of her. The feel of her.She was so exciting.So delicious.“Damn,” I groaned. “You're so wet.”“You turn me on!” she moaned... trembling. My thumb slid deep as possible into her juicy twat, her cream soaking around it. “Oh, yes, yes, just like that. Ooh, you are going to make me cum!”“Good!” I groaned, my dick aching. I wanted to fuck her so hard. To be in my sister at school.I nibbled and sucked and loved her clit. My tongue darted around her bud. She shuddered, breasts jiggling.. Teasing her.She gasped, shuddered, hips undulating. I ran my fingers against her pussy lips. They were so much thicker than mine. I had a tight slit, but hers wasn't. All those years fucking all those cocks had transformed her pussy into something wonderful to lick and nuzzle at. I shoved two fingers into her depths, feeling her silky, elastic walls pressing around them.The delight Daddy enjoyed.“Oh, that's it, sweetie,” moaned Mother. “Oh, you are getting into it. Finger me, you little. “Give it to me” I ask you helplessly and it is a question despite the fact that I already know the answer. You’d never know that I was talking about your heart, I’d never tell. You give me your cock as deep as our bodies allow, my cervix protesting silently as you pound it relentlessly. I betray it by begging for it harder still. “Spread my arse” I tell you brazenly because I know I’ll just love the feel of it and the knowledge that you’re looking at me as you do it. The solitary word “yes”. I feltkind of odd physically at first and I didn't see much difference otherthan my nipple seem to be very sensitive. However, after about threemonths I could detect changes in my physique. All this time mybenefactor was buying me new dresses and shoes to wear. He also bought avariety of restraints and toys for me to use. He bought a stainlesssteel collar for me that looked kind of like jewelry, but it was prettyobvious that it was a slave collar. When he was home, I would frequentlyhave.