Her orgasms bled one into the other. I whimpered, my fingers frozen in my sister’s asshole. I couldn’t focus on anything but our mother’s pleasu...e. Her gasps and moans screamed through the room. She must be drowning Clint in her pussy juices.Lucky him.I licked my lips, wondering what Mother tasted like. I breathed in, but I could only smell the tangy musk of my twin sister’s and my own pussy. It filled the closet with our passion. Kimiko must have rivulets of cream running down her thighs,. What a lucky fellow I would have been during my childhood when I was able to suck on to those titties! And what lucky fellow my dad is as he gets to suck on to those whenever he wants. I wish I had those same chances my dad had.Anyway, I quickly finished off my breakfast.Scene 1After finishing my breakfast –Me: Mom, I am going to pack my books for my college.Mom: Okay son and while you pack your bag, I will go and have a bath.Me: What mom! You haven’t had your bath yet?Mom: Son, I was busy. It will never work."At the next tutoring session, I asked why it couldn't work."Well, it's like this. Justin is a truck driver. I met him one day when he delivered a package to the Mission Home. We talked and he asked for my e-mail address. Anyway, I only see him when he is in the area. His schedule doesn't always match my monthly schedule." How old is Justin?" He's twenty-six." My god, Whitney, he's almost ten years older than you." Only nine, Mr. Bailey. Does it make a difference? I mean I. "Never mind her! "Screamed Trill her biglong lashed eyes rolling in disbelief," what the fuck about me?"Rick shrugged his shoulders embarrassed but also perversely delighted with theview. His girlfriend's hot sister spread eagle and table bound in front of him.Beth saw his eyes linger and she gave a frustrated muffled scream at her letching boyfriend."Rick!"He snapped back into concentration looking around the room." Look upbehind the Perspex in the wall, it's a TV!" "Oh great," Trill moaned.