I thought about deciding right away (at least this would settlethe matter), but then I followed Sara's suggestion. I cleaned my makeup, undressed, pa...ing attention not to forget anything on, and left theroom to the hallway.I probed the door to room number "II" and found it unlocked. As Ientered the room and switched on the lights, I got surprised. Contraryto the previous room, the decoration was sober. In fact, it lookedpretty much the same as my own room in the resort.Over the bed I found a. Taffy was with Jayne during the birth; as a mere son in law, I, had to pace up and down in the waiting room. I'm sure the other folk in the room thought it a bit odd that a son in law should be showing so much concern-- bugger 'em.At last Taffy came out with a big grin on her face, "I've got a baby brother Tony, the twins will give him a hard time when they all grow up, 'we're older than our uncle'. He's a little beauty Tony, as soon as he's checked out and cleaned up you can see him." How's. He was three, maybe four, inches short of my six feet, but somewhat taller than his wife who had to look up to see us leading the way upstairs."Here we are," I said, pointing out the massage table in the middle of my spare room, "would you like a drink?"Ghita shook her head and looked around, noticing a single bed against the opposite wall with a slight smile. Harry accepted an ice cold glass of orange juice gratefully as it was a hot evening and sat down, watching his wife take off her sari. I couldn’t tell what was happening, apart from now my head was dropped over the end of the sling and the boy had started face fucking me, and deep, hard, no mercy, the sling was swinging, my master was fisting me deeper and deeper, the boys cock was deep down my throat. At the moment, I felt like I was having an out of body experience, I was looking down on myself watching from high, watching myself getting abused from both ends, like a dirty slut, but it was me, I was that dirty slut.The boys.