A hot hand cups me.“What’s this then, you little bitch?”The chef re-enters me as the woman’s grip tightens.“This changes things, doesn’t i...?”I whimper.“I’m going to need to take care of this, so can I trust you to get that pot clean?”“Yes,” I manage.It turns out I don’t have a choice, because the chef binds my hands behind my back, then lifts them. At once I am levered head-down under the water again, hoping the chef remembers to pull me up –Something hot and ferocious engulfs Big Clit, and the. She thanked me and promptly left while he went right to work. I sat at my own keyboard and typed away. Half an hour later I remembered I had a chore to do. I would have to leave and so would King. I was going to open the door and tell him he had to leave. But before I opened the door, I decided to see if he was looking up porn. I peeked in the far entrance to my wife’s office near the computer. I was stunned at what I saw. King was masturbating while looking at a picture of some chick with huge. I should have sent her out of the room and gotten dressed. I should have done a lot of things. But what I did was say, "That feels really good, Sis. Now move your hand up and down, real slow. Yeah. All the way up to the tip, and down. Mmmmmm."I lay back on the bed as Joanie's small hand massaged my cock. I tried not to think about how I was corrupting my kid sister. Then... I felt a warm breath on the head of my dick, and it was engulfed in a hot, wet embrace."What?" I yelped, as I looked down. I turned towards radha. She was standing facing me and smiling, her arms open and lust on her beautiful face. I saw her beauty…she was 5’6″ with stats of 34-28-36, long hair and fair color. I smiled and nodded in refusal to embrace her. She smiled back and unwound her sari. Now she was in deep neck blouse with black brassiers visible and hip-hugging petticoat. I could not resist this female glory anymore, took her in my arms and took her to the bedroom. I laid her on the bed and removed my.