My brain was in a pink fog of desire in which all I could think about was sex. My pussy ached, my clit throbbed and was ultra sensitive and even the s...all pink nipples that graced the tips of my little tits had become more responsive. "Yes Master," I responded. "The Cunt is very wet, Master." What a good animal you are," he said as a smile grew on his face. "I am delighted to hear that. You should feel very proud of yourself for pleasing me in this way. You are doing very well with rule number. She was begging to get fucked and licked and my idiot brother didn’t satisfy her single bit. I went to bed and again masturbated thinking of her naked body. Her boobs were so tempting and round uuufffffff thinking of her cum a lot again.Next morning I woke up late after the awesome night show I had. I came out of my room and saw Kamya bhabi in kitchen. She was wearing a saree and she was back in her traditional look. No one other than me knows how wild she can be at night. Looking at her only. Just some movies and such. I suddenly heard him leave and I felt the buzz start inside, I bit my lip really roughly to keep from giving a moan out. It had been weeks since I had had any sort of contact like that from anything. Not even myself. I hadn't had any time at all as of late. It buzzed up, making my hips buck and I could feel the liquids running down my legs, running down onto the sheets. This was not taking long at all. I heard them settle in for the football game and within the first. After a few warm-up strokes, the two women began to work on me. Evidently, they didn’t care about the noise their leather whips made on my body. Rebecca smiled as she aimed her whip at my chest. She concentrated on making the hard leather knots sting and bite my nipples. I tried to count the strokes. It seemed like she’d do about thirty on one side, and then switch and do thirty more on my other side. For a while I tried to enjoy it. Then the leather knots started to get really painful. .