”“Alright.”“Now we need to talk about your punishment.”“For what?”“You forgot something.” Angus reached behind him and picked up the...buttplug off the nightstand, holding it in front of her face.“Oops.”“Aye, oops is right.” Angus slid his other arm out from under her and rolled off the other side of the bed. “On your hands and knees, ass in the air.” He scooped up a fresh bottle of lube and popped the cap, squirting a little on the plug and smearing it around as she got into position, her ass up. It felt very good.With one hand on her tit and one between her thighs she worked herself now towards an orgasm. As she played with her body B was woken by the movement on the bed. K was laying on her back and had her knees bent and her thighs wide open. She ran her fingers up and down and in and out of her wet pussy hole. Forgetting her breasts, she used her other hand to stoke her clit. She now had both hands between her legs working on her pussy.She was doing exactly what B had done to her. I had no desire for children, because I was so deeply, deeply afraid I'd turn out like him. Still it felt good, as evil as I feel for saying this, to needle him that way.Before I turned to go, I saw him staring at me, the way one would watch a dream evaporating.Yeah, I'd won. At what cost?Didn't matter. Not that day.I finished a four-year hitch, mustering out as far from my home town as I could; I set up something like housekeeping, having saved all my pennies from the service, having the GI. It was almost too much, but I persevered. I was determined to ejaculate my seed right into her bowels! Meanwhile I could feel the cum leaking out of her cunt, getting my balls all wet. My thighs were loudly slapping at her skin, making Luke's ears perk up with interest. I'm sure the intoxicating smell of sex was pervading his nostrils, as it was mine. I was grunting like an madman, most of my prick now buried in her rectum. My sweat dripped down onto the curve of her back in little beads..