Tak pine k baad mummy chair pe hi pair upar kar k beth gai or apni maxi ko ghutno tak upar kar liya unki janghe dikhne lagi gorapan gajab ka dikh raha...tha jangho kaPapa ne bich me rakhi table khiskai or chair pakad k apne paas khichi mummy ne chair k handle pe apne haath rakh liye papa ne unki maxi ko thoda sarkaya panty dikhne lagi to papa ne chair k dono taraf apne pair rakh liye chair k kafi karib aa gae jaldi se panty ko pakad k khichne lage mummy handle k bal thoda upar ko ho gai to papa. Like I said, Tommy shoots a ton of that stuff when he shoots." Oh shit, is this going to be one of those nonstop sex days? God, I hope not. I can't come as much as I used to be able to."Andrea said, "That's okay, Bruce, if you want, I'll get my strap-on and fuck you for a while. That should get you going." Stop, stop, Andrea. I'm a flaming queer that loves dick. I love to suck it, be fucked by it and to fuck with it. I don't need some pussy to use a fake one on me."I wanted to change the. She concentrated harder, she said in her mind "WindWhispers, are you safe? are you alright? a witch told me to let you go this morning." she left it at that, to see if she would get any response.Very far away, WindWhispers was sitting in an old chair, watching Phoebe and two of her minions, rolling around on the bed, he watched dispassionately, as the threesome went at each other. He looked around the dismal room and brushed dust off his sleeve. Listening WindWhispers thought he heard a voice. ” She looked at me cutely, begging me to be lenient with her eyes.“This late? You’re supposed to be in bed- and that’s my special cream!”She looked down at the ground. “I’m sorry, Master. I didn’t know….”“You know what this means don’t you?” She shook her head, short hair bouncing off her shoulders. “Have you been using those plugs I told you to use?” She looked up at me, eyes wide, and nodded.“Yes, Master… Why?” Hunger flooded through me at the thought of all the things I could make her do..