Leah would come into my room and immediately throw off her nightgown. I had gotten used to not even putting on my PJs to go to bed. We would lie face ...o face while talking and, unless we were talking about something really serious, our hands would be deliciously exploring each others bodies. As time went on our mouths and tongues became involved too. Leah particularly liked for me to put my tongue as far into her vagina as it could go and then to make the tip of it move up and down. She would. Panic began to rise in her belly. Perhaps he wasn't able to be here; he might have been delayed or had an accident! What would she do if he didn't come? She began to struggle against the cord; she had to get free, had to get the blindfold off somehow. How would she explain her situation to a passer-by? She must find her way to the wall and try to scrape the blindfold off.She started to take a couple of tentative steps forward, fearing she would trip, when she heard footsteps. He was here!. He climbed carefully over Freda and padded to the bathroom to relieve his bladder. He noticed in passing that the rest of the family bed was filled by Prudence, Erika and Fiona. He was interested that Fiona had joined their marital bed. He guessed she had been invited. He had probably made love to her as well as his wives; he could not remember all the details. The night was a blur of encouraging girls.As he peed, he reflected on yesterday. At some point, the girls would have to inform their. She trembled as his fingers flitted around her clit without actually making contact. Tell me what you have done to yourself, he demanded. I have made myself climax, Father. How? By rubbing my clit and by sticking my fingers inside of me. How many fingers? Two, Father. He chuckled. Only two? No more? No, Father. I needed no more than that. Hmm. He placed one hand on her inner thigh. Then Im going to bet youre still fucking tight. He slid one finger into her slit and groaned when it barely fit..