I bit my lip then stared into my brother's eyes. Saw his confidence. He stroked my face and said, “We'll make her homemade pay, Maria.” I believed him. I kissed my brother as I felt safe in my family's embrace. To be continued... The Voices in my Head 5 I woke, slightly disoriented, not quite knowing where I was. Sandi's indian warm body, nestled against me brought back yesterday in a rush. Except it was Becky, not Sandi. “We were both up to pee about four o'clock,” she said, “and amateur decided to switch places.” I hugged and kissed her, groping her breasts for a moment, then had to get up for my own bathroom needs. Breakfast was, thanks to Martha's foresight, ham, eggs, and toast, with coffee. We had to rush out, leaving the dishes to soak in the sink, suddenly realizing we only had the clothes we'd worn yesterday. Peter had it the easiest as he was doing dirt work and nobody would care if he was dirty and smelly. Sandi and Becky just wanted clean clothes, I would need to change for work. Peter took off in his truck. I ran the girls home and just barely made it to work on time. After work, I was loading my clothes into the trunk along with a number of boxes my parents had left stacked by the front door with a note claiming I'd find the contents necessary. Sandi pulled up in a white, vintage mustang, convertible. I'm not a big car guy, but the mustang was one of those iconic cars that everybody knows. She jumped out and bounced up to me with a big smile and shining eyes. “Daddy said I needed a car, living out here,” she bubbled, “he gave me this. He's had it in the garage forever, tinkering on weekends and driving it a little every month or so.” She just kept horsing around with them. My sister grinned at me, clearly enjoying the sight of our lush mother's darting to join me at the front door. “And how do we do that.” Lesley said, a little dejected. The girl came over and offered me one. “What the fuck?!” A baritone voice tore through my revelry. “But, but there could be.” “Yep. I have to admit that Angie did look good with her small tits, slender figure and bald pussy. After a few minute cooling off period, I grabbed my coffee and headed upstairs to check the days schedule at the conference. She kept herself completely shaved, there wasn’t even any sign of stubble. _______________________________________________________________________________________________ He said they he told him his slave was a beauty and was she still for hire. Jim lay there, caressing my head and back as I sucked on him. homemade “Can you help me with something please Ella?” “Ummm…” Picking up his folder, he noticed it was heavier than it should be. I held her indian breast gently in my hands and kissed her big rubbery nipple. I can’t wait to tell my best friend Erin what happened! Devoured her. Chris cleaned me up and I rolled onto my stomach and dozed off. I didn’t even understand it myself. I was going to be a father, I would have my own little family, a son or daughter and a wife. As she was bent over I could not help myself and reached out and squeezed her was cheeks. My pussy and asshole drank in the sensations. An aunt took me in for a few weeks until something amateur could be sorted out. My pleasure soared. “How was she? I inserted my tongue in the gap and started swirling it around his helmet. He was fucking sexy as hell. I wouldn’t be so upset, well I don’t think I would if she had fallen in love with another woman, but a man, with his penis and his sperm shooting out and stinking everything up. I realized I had my exam early in the morning tomorrow so I wanted to get back home and do some last-minute preparations. I looked at him and saw that his dick was out of his sheath again.