“Must you get all frisky with your brother? And must you two poke fun at feminism? It’s not anti-male. It just champions the rights of women first..., since it’s women who are oppressed and any supposed grievances of men are just consequences of the patriarchy affecting them. You sound just like my exes, all of whom think that feminism is something like fascism or whatever!” Ellen sneered at her niece and nephew.“Well, when you condemn people for consensual relationships, what do you expect? This. A thin stream of fluid trickled down her leg."Ever since I walked in here, I haven't stopped creaming. It has taken all my will not to touch myself."Jennifer started rubbing herself, aroused by Kay's wet crotch. "Well, why don't you?" she asked."No! This is a test of my will and self-control. Relief will come soon. I must control myself."Kay sat down on a bench. Trembling, she placed a hand on each side of her, palm down on the tile bench. She closed her eyes, and took a deep. It was pink with a jeweled base. I watched as she held it in her hand."Now, bend over. Here comes Henry."I was surprised that it slid in without much pain. She moved it back andforth and in and out. I moaned and pushed myself into it. I reachedbehind and spread my cheeks. It felt good letting my wife fuck me withmy very own Henry.She had stopped shoving it inside me. The only problem was that she leftit in the on the last thrust. I was trying to adjust to the pressure ofhaving it in and trying. "Already?" she asked, pleased with herself."Mmmmm" moaned Tyler, indicating a yes."Go on" he managed to mumble " I want more"Fiona obliged, "After squeezing my boobs I pinch my nipples till they are raw, then I slowly slide my skirt off to reveal my ass. I spank it red for you and then turn my body to show you my bald pussy.I move backwards and sit on the couch erotically. Then Iraise my legs and place the soles of my feet on the couch knees bent upwards, legs spread wide apart, automatically.