On your way to the bathroom for a well earned hot shower you pause momentarily in front of my half open bedroom door and laugh to yourself. I'm dancin...g around singing along with the radio in my own room cleaning things up. I'm completely oblivious to you as I bound around, braids bouncing along with the music on my tits, barely contained under my tight pink tank top. You look a little lower to find my ass (barely) covered in a pair of short black shorts, the bottom of my cheeks just peeking out. “Oh shit, Isabella faster ….. faster” he breathed, as he watched her with a wild look in his eyes.She obeyed and wanked him harder, harder, her mouth working his cock. “Yes, keep going … keep going … keep doing that … oh yeah ….” he hissed, his breathing frantic and out of control. “Oh god … oh God … I'm going to come, I'm going to .....'. Then suddenly with a loud moan Isabella felt his warm fluid burst into her mouth, Daniel’s breathing catching in his orgasm as if he had just been plunged. She made a show of making sure it was fully deflated while reminding me that I had tortured her through six orgasms and that I still had 5 to go. I refused to let her put the gag in my mouth and tried to bargain with her, if she would remove the dildo from my ass I'd let her gag me. This didn't work very well, she stepped around behind me and, grabbing a handful of hair, pulled my head back until she could force the gag in. After strapping the gag on she changed to a short stiff feather and. Of course Rosalia wanted me to return the favor. So I gladly obliged and inserted a finger, she smiled and giggled a bit, hugging my arm that she was closest to. As I sat there, I wondered again how long weve been having sex. I mean, it happened almost every day, whether I wanted to or not. I put in another finger like she did and she still quietly took it. I know the walls are paper thin and you could hear anything, however, I guess she can control her moans better than me. Her legs shifted.