She turned to the bard, quickly undoing her ropes before binding her again, spread-eagled on her back on the bed. Morrigan moved the piercing kit, the...n crawled over the bard, straddling her hips, their breasts pressed together, Morrigan's ass in the air. "Fuck me," she requested. "Fuck my pussy, make me come over and over while she can see my pleasure. Tie with me and fill me with your cum."How could I turn down that invitation? I climbed on the bed, my knees between Leliana's widespread. My aunt then split herself in two. While still riding me reverse-cowgirl, she went around behind my mother, knelt down, and slowly worked her fist inside the brunette's pussy. All the while, Mom kept licking the blonde's swollen lips and stiff clitoris. At least, that's what I thought was happening. In the many fantasies I'd had of this moment, I'd never had the problem of not being able to see what was happening. In my fantasies, I could watch the action from any and every angle. I wasn't. “Look at how much you leaked today,” she chuckled looking down at the floor where my precum puddle had formed.“I am sorry mommy,” I apologized. “I couldn’t help it. I am so horny.”“Not your fault baby. Mommy knows that she has been teasing the shit out of you the last few weeks. I think it is time for your milking honey. I know that it has not been a month since the last one but it looks like you have filled up much faster this time.” she said tickling the underside of my cock with her. The honest truth was that she had not really lived until she stumbled into him in that dark bar last night. Her hands caressed the soft cotton material as she smiled. How had he known? Another truth was that this was her favorite dress, the one she would have chosen herself. And that fact did not escape her. He had chosen what she would have. And somehow that made everything seem more right somehow. She sighed as she looked out the window on a bright, sunshiny Texas spring morning. She could.