"I'm afraid that I'm not sure what it is?" I said with a still puzzled tone.The three women giggled and exchanged glances and some words in a language...that I did not understand. Finally, one of them cleared her throat."It's a butt-plug" she said. "But not just any butt-plug. The tail signifies that you are now owned.... owned by your Daddy."I must have turned many shades of red and quickly put it back into the box and turned and headed for the dressing room. Once in the room, I quickly removed. . Fuck it... lick it!"A loud wail of mindless ecstasy came from her as she climaxed. Her cunt closed about her son's buried tongue. She was no longer pumping on his cock; her orgasm was so strong she forgot about everything else.Her uplifted, naked ass shook against her son's face as she came, her asshole tightening with the intensity of her orgasm. She yelped and mewled, moaned and gurgled, shaking her ass.When her orgasm turned from violent spasms to mild, sweet throbs, her son licked up and. June the got on to my bed and started playing with her own nipples, my cock was rock hard watching her. I went to touch one of Junes tits and she said to me quite sternly "I told you to sit on the chair, now sit down and don't touch your cock!" I jusdt sat back down and watchjed June as she had her nipples between her fingers and her other hand moved down and started rubbing her clit. "There's a bag in the bathroom go and get it!" June ordered me, I rushed and got the bag and walked back into. I’m narrating this story of Samina. She is real beauty and is beautiful amongst all the females of the family. Really, I too get horny when think about her. This is almost 10 months back story, when Samina baji was called by somebody for interview in Islamabad. She was insisting to go to Islamabad alone, but was not allowed, so ammi asked me to accompany Samina. I happily agreed and papa managed reservation in Shalimaar Express from Karachi to Lahore and from Lahore we were supposed to board on.