"Come help me princess. I want to talk about last night." He says in that voice that I knew I wouldn't be able to say no to. He gently grabbed my wris...t and pulled me into his embrace, hugging my back side as I helped him crack the eggs. "You know what happened last night, yes?" I shook my head softly and he gently turned my face to his with one of his long masculine fingers. "I took your virginity babygirl, and I made you mine. You are to me what your mother never could be. I loved your mother. She liked her new self, and there was no doubt that her son loved her this way.She pulled at her nephew’s cock. “Okay, Keith, you’re going to get a blow-job. Let’s go into the other room, though. That fucking table is about to make my tits flat”“Hey, we can’t have any flat tits around here!” Jimmy giggled. “I love the way your tits stick up, Mom.”“Sweet,” Sarah said, caressing her son’s face. “Just for that, you get a blow-job, too. But let’s go easy on my mouth, okay? You two have already. As I sat there I took stock of the condition I was in. I still had the robe on, my panties had been taken off early in the play, my hair and makeup were a mess, my garter belt was half unhooked and twisted, the new stockings were a torn ragged mess. I sat shaking all over and waited for my bladder to empty itself.As I cleaned up and did some small repairs there was a knock at the door, a nice little knock. My friend had appeared, as promised, with coffee and donuts for the slut. Along with a. The lift commenced rising when I felt hands on my trouser front, rubbing checking feeling. My hands then stretched to her rear also in an investigatory manner. Then her hands had unzipped my fly and one hand was in my underwear, stroking , then grabbed and kneaded my balls, strongly aggressively pulling the testicles downward and squeezing pulsing her hand. “Just feeling how full they are she said as her tongue nibbled my ear lobe. The elevator had taken us up to the roof to look out over the.