I heard Ronnie breathe behind me and for a while the only sound in the room was the two women breathing while I fingerfucked Martha. Then Ronnie, lean...ng a little more into me, snaked her arm around my thigh and let her palm trace a light path across my tummy, and she briefly let her palm rest on my stomach. Then with two fingers she reached up and held my cock, and squeezed once. I gasped. Against my ear, Ronnie's soft, throaty voice whispered, "You all right?" I let a out a whoosh of air and. It's so wet and tight!" He put a second finger inside me and slid them in and out. I moved my legs further apart and he slid a third finger in. I removed his fingers, spun me around and pushed me forwards so I had to brace myself with my arms against his desk. He bent down and started to lick and prod me with his muscular tongue. I moaned more. "I want you to beg me." I was breathing heavily"Oh please Frank. Please fuck me!" Do you want me to teach you a new lesson?" Yes sir. I'm your student,. Another loud giggle brought his mind to his older sister Sue. She was two years older than his sixteen years and the hottest thing on the planet. She was slim with great legs and magnificent large and firm breasts that he could only dream of getting his hands on."Shit, you bastard," she screamed.This time Bobby couldn't detect any humour in her voice."Let me out of this," she screamed again."You bitch," said a male voice.Bobby heard a door slam and heavy footsteps walking away."Come back here,". I quickly complied with her request and when I returned they were all seated, three on the couch, Lynn and the man on a loveseat, snacking and chatting, as if nothing in the least was unusual.I noticed that the men’s erections had subsided. Lynn saw me looking at the men. She looked at me and said “Joan, why don’t you have an appetizer?” I declined.“That wasn’t a request.” Her stern tone, again.I approached the coffee table, and she said, “I don’t mean that. The food is for us. Your.