It’s a strange quirk in the law, since you’re not chattel and able to make binding agreements until the transfer of ownership from yourself to me,...�� Hirsch explained to her.“I’ve never really owned myself, whatever the law says. Mom said that I had to dress like her so that no one would try to snatch me away, kidnap me and take me to the colonies, which she claims are a cover for a combination gulag and brothel. She said that I’d be fucked, and I know that it’s wrong, but every time she tried to. Are you OK with things as they are?”“Yes but I am worried about one thing.”“What’s that?”“I had no idea that I would get so turned on by my Jenny having sex. I just don’t know if I’m going to be able to not try and fuck her myself.”“Jack, I know that most people would look bad on that but if Jenny wants to fuck you and you want to fuck her then why not?”“You really would be OK with me fucking Jenny?”“Yes, she is beautiful and very sexy. Every guy we know will want some of her pussy and if she. Would he tell anyone that he fucked my wife while I stood by and watched…and wanked no less?My thoughts were dizzying and I was nauseous as I looked toward the center of the room again. At first I could not see her but then I realized that Shelley was sandwiched between Clarence and surfer man. Clarence was lying down on the bench, Shelley was on top riding his massive black cock while the surfer ripped away at her ass! My head was screaming no, no but my boy-prick sprang back to life anyway. I. He cracked my smooth, roundish flesh, crack. When he spanked me this time I could feel the hard sting on my bare ass, all I had on was a g-string and felt my pussy tense and wiggle from the blast. My panties rode into my twat and ass crack. The strained material caught my clit, rubbing hard on it. There I was across his lap with just my g-sting on, bra and blouse. My ass cheeks puffed out and turning red, soon they would be the color of crimson. I could feel my brother’s large, powerful hand.