… You want to fantasise about her……” I teased him with my soft breasts dancing on his face, fighting the urge to put my nipples between his te...eth; I looked at him from above to see him smiling. Bastard is not the only with a fantasy. My loins had to be in command to douse my fire for tonight. My legs became fully aware of blood oozing in his cock, stiffening with his lust for another woman. Wasting no time, I glided my palm with my juices on his member ,curling it like a snake, I focussed his. Mom would summon dad from his sunday paper with the offer of some noisemaking. They went into the bathroom and undressed each other. Clothes piled in a corner. Dad would peel off mom’s bra. When I collected the laundry, her pants were on top with panties nestled inside. Dad peed, then went into the bedroom. He lay on his back with knees raised and parted for mom to lay on him, adapting a yoga position. Mom peed and left her bush wet, knowing it would turn dad on. Mom went into the bedroom and. The same was was quickly done to Sara's right foot, with all four of her limbs nailed to the trunk of the tree Sara could do nothing but hang there and slowly bleed to death. With Sara entertaining them by slowly bleeding to death the team would have dinner and a show, Sara could be seen trying to pull herself up by her wrists and pushing herself up by her nailed feet to take the strain her chest so she could breath. She would be doing this all though dinner until she no longer has the strength. My mind is racing. I'm not gay I'm thinking. I don't fancy men. I've never touched another mans penis. I look up at him, nervously. "We can keep your secret, just help us too". I look at his twitching piece, and just think, I have no choice. I take his cock in my hand, and lick the tip. It's slightly salty, but not disgusting. I lick up and down his shaft, feeling him grow as I do. I then return to the tip, and devour his whole piece. He lets out a gasp as I do and I start to suck away. I'm not.