Her hand slid up my belly to play with my boobs. She pinched, harder than I expected.I gasped again. My groan was embarrassingly desperate.“You were... right about her,” the stranger said, “She’s just as much of a desperate whore as you said.”“I knew you would have fun playing with my slave,” he said. His hand sped up. The wet fapping sound was almost as loud as my panting.The woman stuck her fingers inside me. I gasped in surprise, then immediately began to moan when she put her mouth back on my. Purposefully he was careless gathering the rope up and allowed the rope to bump into her sex, as well as leaning forward one time far enough that his leg came into contact with Kimber’s pussy. He kept each touch short, and casual.Held there, legs raised, tingling with need, Kimber reacted strongly to his touch on her leg, her body welcoming, eager. When all he did was slowly, teasingly, untie her legs, letting them fall back down onto the bed, she began to get a sense that his torture, his use. The last guy in said. “Look, we brought beer!” and set two twelve packs on the kitchen counter.We squealed and clapped like thirteen year olds. Beers were passed out and everything screeched to a halt. Only the sound of slurping beer was heard. Tony sat in the corner in the kitchen and leaned his chair against the wall and said nothing.After a moment one of the guys said I’m Martin. Then everyone started introduced themselves. The girls were introduced by their first letters and the boys by. You're cool, Rick.” She blushed brightly. “I, uh, I should get to my bed. Auburn has to be wondering what happened to me.”“Yeah,” I said as she rolled off the bed and headed for her discarded clothes.I fell back on the bed, sleep pulling at me again. Mom always came in so early. I just closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep thinking about my older sister. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~For the last three days, I had been fucking Mom and Sis. Sometimes together, other times apart. It was hot.