" She said, the blankets still covering her. I walked over to her slowly. "Jesus Christ, your cock is so hard." I didn't reply. But i d...d sit down on the edge of her bed. "Ok listen," She said, "We do not want anybody to find out about this. We don't want to tell any of our parent that we were masturbating." The whole time I am just nodding my head. "Fuck. I don't know what to fucking do." She kept sighing. "Ok look, John, just let me finish masturbating. You. After about ten hard slaps, Julie started again to caress her sisters glowing bottom.She handed the dildo to Jenny and she immediately put it in her mouth and suckled while cooing like a baby. Gail’s eyes had been transfixed on the scene. She had draped one leg over the leg of the patio chair and was stoking her pussy as Julie was stroking and slapping Jenny’s ass.When Julie subsided, Gail got up without a word and draped herself over my lap. Gail and I had been married for seven years and we. There were breaks, but they were few and far between. I had needed to pee, a fat guy lay on the floor, his mouth open his cock hard as I relieved myself into his waiting mouth. Then it was morning. I was sore. I ached. My legs ached. My back ached. My jaw ached. My arse was sore. My cunt was sore. Marta led me to the kitchen, we were both naked, but for our shoes, our stiletto heels, which echoed on the wooded floor. I drank the glass of water she poured for me. Then drank another. “Enjoy. Her whisper fluttered against my earlobe and made me shiver. “I will make this something you will remember for all your life. I’m going to hurt you, make you cry and beg. And I’ll make your pussy leak with need. And before we’re finished, I’ll make you beg for me to hurt your pretty, swollen, sensitive little clit.” She could feel every shiver that ran through my body with her words, and I didn’t even try to hide my desire. “Oh my god,” I whispered, “please be gentle.” “Oh no, that’s not what.