"Ten minutes later Jason's two friends left and he and Megan went inside to hit the sack. As they moved quietly down the hallway, Megan stopped and wh...spered. "Here that Jason? Mom and dad are getting it on. Listen."The sound of the bed creaking, and their mother's soft grunts left no doubt just what they were doing. "Damn Megan we shouldn't be listening to that. Come on get going."As Jason started to enter his room Megan giggled. "Well bro, with that hand of yours all wrapped up I guess you. "We both snickered when I said that but it was true though. You could clearly hear them now and all you had to do was use your imagination to realize what was going on in there.I often masturbate at home when alone in my room and now was feeling that urge to do so but how could I with Davey laying right here next to me. Maybe if I was slow and didn't move around much, he might not notice me doing it at all. As long as I was careful with my breathing, especially when I climax. His back is turned. He wanted me, as you must realize. Not just me, but a measureof my power, wrested from my flesh through his domination of me.Efreeti have always been great takers and poor givers, and I wouldn'tsubmit. But I needed those herbs for my sister, who lies dying. Theseherbs will give her back her life."She continued to whisper in my ear, while her arms, like iron, rooted meto the spot. I felt a curious leaden feeling in my limbs, like I wastoo tired to move."So I thought, I will give Shal'dim my. Nevertheless, my cock had stayed true to its task—faithful old soldier that it is—and they had enjoyed some “long time” fucking. My own climax—while less intense that the previous ones, was nevertheless a nice one—I had pumped it into Marsha’s pussy, banging her from behind.The angle of the sun began to aim more light and heat on my deck so we had gone upstairs to roll around in bed again. Once more, they had sandwiched me between their bodies, me taking turns fucking one woman missionary.