This time, it was he who was cleaning me up, groaning and twisting his body until every drop of juice was off my body, then going on to my pussy and l...cking it from asshole to clit, then concentrating on the clit until I was thrashing my legs over him in my third climax of the evening.I stayed with Daddy all night, of course. I couldn't possibly have the energy to go back to my apartment after all that. He had a business breakfast the next morning and left me still sleeping. I went home and. “I really do, Ben. I love you. Bink loves you.”“And Mom and Sara probably love you, too,” Bink said, sandwiching him between us. She and I held hands.Ben’s trapped. Happily trapped. Dependably trapped. It’s where he was destined to be, even from the early days when I was a toddler and I recognized my uncle as somebody who understood me like no other.After that horrible accident that tossed me forever into Ben’s care (and him into mine, you know) I thought that the subsequent inclusion of Bink,. His mind went blank as the two cocks continued to abuse him, first the one in his mouth, thrashing against his tongue and the cock in his ass, pounding in and out of him, filling him and emptying him every time it was thrust in and out.After what seemed like an eternity, the cock inside his ass twitched and he felt it spew it’s hot come up into him, warming his ass and filling his canal. The man grunted once as he came and held himself against his ass, as he spewed hot come into him, over and. So, I got my book and headed back into my hostel. I jerked off imagining myself fingering that girl.It has been years since that incident. I have a job now, and I am financially comfortable. I was focused on my work. Recently, as I sat at work, I received an email inviting me to the college reunion. I had too much work, but I couldn’t get this off my mind. I started thinking about that hot slut getting fingerbanged in the library and I wanted some of that.I looked online for stories and videos.