That’s a long way off, if ever. We’ll get plenty of anal together, you and I, just with my strap-on dildo plundering your booty!” Wendy smirked ...s she kept taking my dick deeper inside her tight, hot butt.“Speaking of strap-ons ... wow, Tamara really is giving it to Jordan super hard!” I noted while enjoying my sister’s slick, delightful ass.“He better get used to a life of servitude, bondage, pain, discipline, and strict bottoming. I don’t see any Topping in his future, do you?” Wendy laughed. Three of them were nineteen years of age and full of capers, the other in the tumult of his roaring twenties. A wistful few hours spent slamming tongues, loitering against historic moments of carnage days, stroboscopic memories, summaries of gutted ordinaries, lyrical tracks tucked beneath bellyfuls of laughter, some rhythmic sparring with invisible allies of melody, half nods to demigods of poise and composition. A dark corner of a house. One girl stripped off her clanking belt buckle pinned. I was writing the check and finishing with the paperwork while Pap called to the house to tell them we would be having lunch out. Dad came back from is cell call and said the plane would be there tonight at 8:00. I gave Pap, the keys and told him to find us a place for lunch. He found some hole-in-the-wall that had the best BBQ pulled pork sandwiches. Since it was the three of us. We each had a beer to boot and sat back. Dad asked then. "So son what's this about a fourth mate?" Dad, I am having. I was home, or as much of home as I nowhad. The limo glided to a stop at the front door of the house. There Iwas met by Mistress Susan, who led me into the house and into an office,her office. There I found out why I was back."Slut, I have been following your adventures since you left here. Andhad decided you were now ready to return. To tell the truth, I very muchenjoyed your use and service. Since you left the last time, I havebecome Mistress Ivana'a heir apparent with an office and a staff.