Inhaling deeply, I caught the subtle musky scent of her treasure, which coupled with the now familiar scent of her perfume was having an intense effec...t on me. Emboldened by her lack of protest, I stood up once more and moved behind her, beginning to slowly caress her neck and shoulders with my hands, then replacing them with my lips, nibbling her earlobes and along the crook of her neck. Moving my hands slowly down the sides of her arms, I gently massaged her limbs, sliding down to her. And once they began, they would not stop with her ovaries... As the elevator kept ascending, Brianna thought long and hard whether there was anything she could have done differently. There was no place to run, but even to be free for a short time would be one last statement of defiance, one final yell against the injustice of the world. She looked casually at her guard. The guard seemed bored and inattentive to the eight-year-old girl standing close by her side... Would it be possible for. That was a week earlier. Ever since that day my wife has been so horny. Every day she has wanted my body; no complaints here. Her recent favourite position is missionary. Me on top, pinning her hands above her head, as I roughly plough her trembling body. Last night she insisted on being blindfolded!Back today…Lizzy, my wife’s sister puts a finger to her lips. Taking the hint I say nothing. Quietly closing the door she moves in as if to kiss me on the cheek. She whispers, “Strip and put this. We have some beds down there and we have set up tables with toys so you all can pleasure us. You’ll choose the sister you’re going to make come. If we don’t come, you won’t be part of our sorority.”There were five of us and the elders were in a line. They were in their bras and panties. We all were also in our lingerie and we stood in a line. The elder girls pulled their panties down and they spread their legs.There were all kinds of toys on the table, or you could lick their pussies. It was.