I pulled their respective hands out of the other’s pussy and began inserting my dick alternating two to three strokes in Vic who was on top and two ...to three strokes into Ange who was on the bottom. They started groaning and moaning even louder, shaking and shivering as I added some of my own friction to their orgasmic enterprise. I could tell my morning wood wasn’t going to last long, so I upped my pace and force, both responding. Finally, I was ready to release. The first three to four strings. You werebecoming impossible. You were getting in more and more trouble. I knewdeep down that you were a good child. But you were on the wrong path. Icame to the conclusion that you were not ready to grow up. You could notdeal with the challenges and the temptations. I had to do something, andthis is where Granny comes in.Granny is not my cousin. She is a child psychologist that helps childrenusually by punishing, such as petticoat punishment. I will explain this toyou later. The thing is that. "Iam your pimp, and I will soon begin selling your holes to my very selectclientele." She pushed and my ass swallowed half of her shaft. "I notonly know who you are, I will also never hesitate to sell you out if youcross me. Do you understand?"I nodded, dumbstruck. What the hell was happening? I was being turnedinto a prostitute?"Say it," she said, "out loud." Yes, I understand," I said meekly, my mind still reeling at thisunexpected turn of events."Then push back, and show me how eager you are. Grabbing your hands I bring them to my breasts. "Can you feel how hard my nipples are?" I ask you. "Ooh yes… so hard." You say quietly so quiet that I almost didn't hear you. You know how sensitive they are and you begin to pinch them. The music is still playing and I realize I still need to finish dressing.I pull myself back from you. You watch with desire when I bend right in front of you.My ass in the air. "Take of my panties with your teeth. No hands!" I tell you. Your lips travel along.