Though I must admit, Sir, that my relief was tinged with just a touch of anxiety: what might You decide to do with me next? Had you gone to retrieve s...mething else? A whip or flogger of some kind, perhaps?I mentally braced myself as You came through the door, Sir. I wasn't at all sure that I could take any more - though I found that the fact that I really didn't have any choice in the matter made me absurdly happy.You were holding something in each hand, Sir, and I peered through the darkness,. And it is reality.I only prayed that I do not come in my pants. Because then Rubina woul know how bad I am and would go away from me forever. Anyway, Rubina then turned side wise and directly pasting her tits on my belly and her lips on my bare flesh. Seemingly she was sleeping. When I saw a little stream of sweat from my left armpit started to run sliding my bare flesh directly towards my sister’s open mouth, I was frozen. Now what shall I do! If the salty sweat got into her lips, she would. But she can only bob on it for a few seconds because he's got the others to take care of. He goes down the line, doing the same to each of them. He's a naughty tease, fucking their faces just long enough for them to desperately crave more. Each one in turn pledges her total loyalty to him."Brenda's hands were going wild on her tits and cunt. "Yes! I love it! What happens next?" That's as far as my daydream has gotten. But who knows? Maybe he'll fuck one of their asses or cunts while the others. So I figured all was clear. got up earily an went over to jeans. I wa again wearing cutoffs but these were looser and baggy, so I wouldn't get pinched kneeling down inthe croch, but I wasn't thinking an didn't wear underwear so things hung down so to speek. anyways I knocked she come out and gave me the keys, said she was sorry she called me a lier an was happy that a guy looked at her like that, an that made her feel good. I said that I ment everything I said, jean shyly asked blushing big.