My breath catches – as always – as i survey the surroundings. It is simply...steamy. There is nothing in the room – from the giant bed to the mi...rors on the walls to the shelf of toys to the wet bar to the wall of whips and floggers, to the restraints still attached to the bed – that doesn’t scream self-indulgence. Or lust. Or pure enjoyment. And then there’s You. Still sleeping. Naked. On your back. Half covered by a sheet. Looking like You’re sleeping the sleep of the dead, recovering from. "You what?" I asked."I called Daddy," she said. "He's on his way here to take mother and I home." What makes you think she'll go with him?" I asked."Do you think she wants to hear her husband standing in the arena, preaching the wrath of God to her?" she smirked. Then she suddenly burst into tears."I can't believe you did this," she said between sobs. "The whole sorority came to watch you because I told them how great my boyfriend was. And then Carrie said she'd heard you were doing it again. “Damn, that was good.”“Yeah,” I panted, my fingers falling away from Crystal’s bud. She would be beset with such pleasure when time resumed.“We should do something about her,” Justin said as he ripped his cock out of me.“Um, what?” I blinked, his jizz running out of me.Justin SampsonMy dick, coated in my little sister’s pussy cream, still thrust hard before me as I contemplated the naked Crystal. The petite girl was standing there frozen. Krystal’s feasting had pushed Crystal’s legs farther. “Fuck me like you fucked my wife!” I begged. “Oh yeah, you a slut just like her.” He said pounding my ass harder and harder. The feeling of being used like a cheap slut turned me on so much. I was crazy for John’s black dick. “Oh god, oh god, fuck me!” I whimpered as he continued to pound my ass mercilessly. John picked up the pace once again fucking me harder and faster than before. He went long before the feeling of his massive dick filling my ass became too much. My legs gave out as I.