While he was playing with Sara, I had quickly ran up the stairs but rememberedthat Master David had locked the door before he came in. I can back down... thestairs and looked for some place to hide. I found a corner where some boxesof Christmas decorations had been stacked and crotched down beside them. Thoughtswould not stop circling in my head. He just raped me but, I liked it so hedidn't really rape me. How could Sara enjoy being whipped like that? He backwas striped with red welts. That had to. He slowly worked both of his fingers a few inches into her pussy and began to use an upward motion with them. My wife moaned out as Tim had now found her g spot. Tim gently massage her g spot for a few minutes as my wife’s moans increased. Her body was now in a sexual trance as Tim continued to worked over her g spot with his two fingers. He now started to use a circular motion as he had his two fingers curled up inside her pussy. While his two fingers massaged her g spot he used his thumb to. It was the night before the wedding. Everyone had to sleep on the floor on mattresses.Grandfather was in charge of making the sleeping arrangements. He took advantage of this thing and made me sleep between him and uncle. As the arrangements were made I slept in between them. I was wearing a low neck pink t-shirt that revealed a lot of my cleavage and loose shorts. I was sleeping facing the roof. And on both my sides the men were facing me. I was scared. I knew they were going to make a move.. ”Jean could feel a familiar itch in her groin. She had wanted to hear her son talk of a girlfriend. Maybe it was a form of voyeurism, the thought of the cock that so often now slid inside her cunt, sliding in a tight teenage one.“When you say, seeing each other, do you mean fucking?” she asked, looking at the handsome youth lying beside her.“Just that, kissing and a bit of touching. We haven't gone any further, for... reasons,” Rory coloured up as he saw his mother looking at him.“Reasons?.