We were left, trembling with the strainbut utterly helpless to do anything about it. On her return sheproduced some more cords and pulled our my hair...into a pony tail andthen attached a cord to it and looped this to the stocks behind. Shepulled and my head was forced backwards so that my whole body was intension and unmoveable. The whipping started. She was whipping ourbear feet. It hurt as she applied medium force and then she left. Shecame back and this time after some further stoking,. “That’s it, work that big cock”. I looked up and saw Faye had emptied another cock and with dress in hand, was trying to make her way through the crowd. But every hand, even women were grabbing her, massaging her big milky white tits and slapping her fine bubble butt ass. Several men pulled her mouth to theirs and she didn’t resist returning their kisses while their fingers entered her pussy. Even as drunk as I was, this scene was too much for me and my cock exploded and cum got all over my. She shivered as Logan reached up to gently trace fingers over her cheek, ear, and neck. His mouth followed, planting kisses across her heated flesh, nibbling at her ear lobe, and tracing a line of fire down her neck with his tongue.“Oh!” she gasped. “Oh no, let me pleasure you!”“You will.” He smiled as he began to slide down, kissing her writhing body as he went. “Some other time.”Any further protests were cut short by his lips closing around her right nipple. His hand stroked the curve of her. I think I was fairly normal with regard to my relationships with my other sisters and didn't harbor any guilt about my actions or thoughts about them.Princess was another story.We had a sort of connection that one seldom finds in the generation of today. It was almost cosmic in design and we often knew exactly what the other was thinking without even opening our mouths. Sometimes, when we did open our mouths for each other it was not for conversation but for the single purpose of giving.