Hardening. I lean over and whisper in your ear, “Look at her, you can almost see her tits in that robe.” And with this I pass my hand over your br...asts. Debbie looks on, watching my hand as it glides over your nipples. I whisper again, “You can see her pussy hiding behind the ties that hold her robe closed. It looks like she has a nice bush.” With this I let my hand slide over you pussy lips. I look at you and see you looking at her pussy. Debbie continues to watch my hand. I whisper, “Wouldn’t. Uncle Jim was braver than his son, he asked if he could cum in my pussy, I approved of it, he came in me, filled my cunt with his seeds, he came a lot in fact, as I felt his cock shrinking inside my pussy and fully drained, he pulled out of me, he put his shorts back on, he got up, kissed me on the lips saying “you can have your slut friend, Lisa lick your pussy clean when she wakes up, and walked out, closed the door behind him.Uncle Jim got me real confused by saying that, I did not know what. She just didn't want me to get scared, and run away. She succeeded. I had fallen in love with her, and everything she did to me. I kept on going back to her, again, and again. What had started with light bondage and gentle spanking, turned into extreme bondage. I used to be kept tied for whole weekends. She taught me how to endure pain. She taught me how to become submissive. She used to punish me whenever I did a mistake. She loved it so much, that sometimes, she even punished me without any. “So, how are you doing JJ?” Jesse asked.“I'm fine I guess,” I replied.Then she started sparking a few tears at that point. I think she was just feeling very bad. How did this just happen to me and not my two sisters as well? We had no idea. But after a few minutes I had gotten quite aroused. I only had a small crush on both of them for some odd reason. Maybe it just happened over the years that I had been living with this disease. As they both helped me with pretty much everything. I knew.