I moaned and pleaded to stop. But he was mad in lust.His cock was a pole that pointed north. He shoved it into my thin small pussy and stroked so many... times. I had never been explored so well, and for so much time by my husband. With my husband, sex only lasted for a few minutes.He licked my ears and the gap between my neck and shoulders. I felt ticklish and tried to push him away. He stopped.Then I looked at him in the eye. In lust. Something inside me wanted him to continue. This time, I held. She found that she actually liked what she saw, and that confidence brought a half smile to her face. He found that her smile instantly lit up her face, and for a moment, he merely sat, entranced by her beauty. But, remembering the part he was playing, it turned back to his scowl, and he took his hands away. She looked at him questioningly. He gestured to her skirt. “Your turn,” he grinned. Arching her brows, she got on her knees, and instead of removing it slowly, she pushed and let it fall. It was a good thing it was Saturday because she slept until noon and happily complained that she could barely walk. At lunch her mom grinned at me and asked Sheila if she might borrow her “boys” sometime.I thought that was just a joke between mother and daughter until Dad went off on a business trip for a week and by Wednesday my stepmom was pretty horny. Sheila announced that she was going to spend the night with the brothers and I should invite Steve over to help take care of Mom like she had. Often he takes great pleasure in ordering me about. This amuses my mistress too. She enjoys teasing me. When they have finished talking about work, they become relaxed. It does not take them long to get each other's clothes off. The first time, I had to go in my cage downstairs while they made love in what used to be our bed. Now, they prefer to use me in their games. Often, I am forced to wank into my silk panties while they fuck each other loudly on the sofa. Of course, I am never allowed to.