Dad took me to the basement and we brought up a huge round shaped blue plastic tub into the living room. Kate pulled out a long plastic tube from the ...lower bathroom. Dad put a small stool in the big tub and Kate put the end of the pipe into the big tub. Becky went into the lower bathroom to handle the hot and cold water taps. Kate directed Becky, who was in the bathroom to handle the cold and warm water taps to mix the best temperature water. Soon they filled the blue tub with pleasant warm. I slammed into her, massaging her breasts as I fucked her asshole. She screamed in ecstasy."Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, that was so good!"We laid together for a bit, holding. She kissed me.Next, we took a bath together. Afterwards, we went to the guest bedroom, as the master was a bit messy."Fuck me", she exclaimed.So, I slid my cock into her pussy. So warm, so moist. So tight. In and out, no condom, the sensation was amazing. I held back, wanting to make the moment last, wanting her to cum.As. His kind seemed to recuperate a bit faster than we, but his body still wasn't functioning at par. And it was clear, especially from the shared impressions my mind had gleaned from him, that our talk had taken a lot out of him.For my part I had a lot to think about. Part of me was already questioning the wisdom of what I'd suggested to him, and was clamoring for me to break my just-given vow and turn him in. But I shoved that part quickly under the rug, and mentally stomped on it a couple of. Lifting her thighs, pulling the cheeks apart and opening her bottom, gliding a finger along the perineum valley, teasing and probing the sensitive threshold of dark pigmented skin before sliding a slippery finger inside her anal passage, easing out slowly , pulling back the sticky flaps and folds and slipping two fingers inside her wet vagina, curling and probing against the inner walls, trying to capture the g-spot, the ultimate stimulation, the burning arousal, the compelling interaction of.