April was a senior just like Drew and had been his heartthrob his entire high school life. She was your typical Goth with the white makeup, black hair... in pigtails, black lipstick, black eyeliner, and black nail polish. She wore black skinny jeans to exaggerate her round ass and thin waistline, with white crystals going up the hems of the legs. Her black tee-shirt had a picture of a skull with a snake coiling through it and you could see the outline of her bra underneath, which kept her C-cup. ”“You think Daddy can help Daniel?” she asked, dropping on my lap, snuggling with me.“Dad can help anyone who wants it. He is a very savvy businessman, Sis,” I said giving her a kiss, then kicking her away. “We got done more than I had expected, let’s go home.”“Remember, you’re supposed to call first ... otherwise we may get home to find Mom on top of Dad in front of the TV,” she said.Chuckling, I called home, and Mom picked it up.“Hello, this is Joy?”“This is your oldest calling, Beautiful.. " I'll say. We've tried to do something of the sort, without success. You've got it right. But, what are these?"It was a tray with pairs of pieces in gold and silver. Each was highly worked, with filigree, cutouts or carvings of an erotic nature. Some were simply erotic objects in themselves, usually in a circular form. They were deceptively light in weight, though often massive in appearance."Those are nipple rings." What? You're kidding."Mei-Ling smiled and took off her bolero. Her firm. I wanted to cum and my hands groped for my cock, dribbling precum over my stomach. Suddenly he pulled out, and ordered me to turn onto my knees. He pushed my head down, and arranged my upturned ass so that my legs were wide open and my puckering hole was just where he wanted it. Then he relubed me and pushed his cock in, deeper than he had gone before. It was so deep, it forced a grunt out of me. "Yeh," he moaned approvingly, "that's it you fucking cockslut, can you feel how deep it is?" I.