The trick, I figured, was vulnerability without judgement. The more dark secrets I admitted to, the more of my soul I invented to reveal, the more lik...ely Lucy was to admit secrets in return.And then once she had, who knew what would happen? Maybe drunk Lucy would make out with her brother. Maybe drunk Lucy didn’t need her brother to be innocent in order to get with him.Maybe drunk Lucy would fuck her brother.There was only one way to find out.“Tell me,” she said, a wicked gleam flashing into. I began to disrobe and my fellows followed suit. “You're our pig now, and you will act like one. You are not to use any words, because pigs don't talk. You talk and you get the lash. You will only grunt and squeal and snort now like the fucking pig you are, and until I tell you otherwise.” I removed the apple from her mouth and a strand of saliva followed it. “Understand?” She seemed about to speak but caught herself, and snorted and bit her lip. She seemed unable to look at herself in. I had said that we are fucking and sucking cock 3 to 4 times a day every chance we had and once at night. One night my sister had gone to bed about 9:00 and my brother and I sat up for about an hour and then we went to bed. As always we started to do our thing and we had just got into a 69 when out door opened. It was so quiet that we did not hear it and just kept on sucking the other ones cock. About that time we heard our sister say what are you two up to. Sis was older and we did not have. Despite all logic and reasoning her member was nearly fully inside the poor model. Gigi gave a steady stream of moans, cries, and probably curses as the blonde futa rammed into her clearly intent on filling her up completely. With an audible slap Chloe’s bloated balls hit the couch. She was in completely. Her partner’s belly bulged where her mammoth member sat resting inside her. Now wasn’t the time to celebrate. The blonde began to thrust, slowly working her hips in and out as far as they.