I reached the sucking bottom and entered our dungeon. Pam, my half-Japanese sister, waited. You would couple never know she was actually one of our family members, but our father, like Clint, had a thing for Asian women. My mother and Aunt Vicky would bring him sexy, Far East beauties for him to enjoy. Both my mom and aunt were good sex slaves to both my dead dad and Clint. “I knew she would break,” Pam said. The petite, Japanese woman wore a black corset about her torso, lifting her round breasts into two delicious mounds. Her dark-brown nipples thrust out hard. She wore her hair in a French braid, falling black down her back, a few errant strands tumbling down her porcelain cheeks. A bubbling blowjob laugh burst from her lips, full of her amusement. “I have plenty of delights to use on her to punish her,” said Pam. She motioned to a table where she'd set out a variety of wicked delights. “Darn,” muttered Mr. Armstrong as he stared at the massive butt plug sitting beside the other items. Clothespins, clover clamps, vampire gloves, a Wartenberg wheel, several leather straps, two paddles (one with holes drilled through the polished wood), a pair of flails (one with thick leather straps and the other fine, thin tails), a whip, a coil of red rope, handcuffs, and a spreader bar. “What do you want to use on her?” asked Clint as he pushed Mrs. Armstrong down on her knees. Hardcore Pam came up Nipples Fucking to him, pressing against his side, her eyes bright. “I don't know,” Mr. Armstrong said. He picked up the Wartenberg Wheel. It looked like a pizza slicer except the wheel had small, blunt teeth that would roll across your skin. It was a medical device to check nerve function. It felt wicked rolling across your flesh. “This is... I mean...” “Fine,” Clint growled. “A man shouldn't hesitate. He needs to be in control. Make decisions.” He snatched up the red rope. “Watch.” Liz said and removed her bra, freeing her large round boobs. Erica's Fucking mouth was wet and soft, and Laura was immediately addicted to sucking on Erica's salty, nimble tongue. *"You're not half bad yourself. She was now just looking at him. It’s nothing to be embarrassed about.” When I returned I heard two people in the middle of a make-out session. Being fucked and being made to describe humiliating sex acts in detail whatever they may have been but also I had to be honest about how much I had enjoyed them. Julie was helping, too, stroking Lisa’s butt and rocking her back and forth on my tongue and fingers. “Together with Birgit, I thought of her capable of being typecasted for one of Cinderella’s sisters.” She wouldn't move. She loosened and let go of my hand, then turned to look at me. “I've been thinking about that all day.” Then she reached down and began gently massaging my balls as she resumed her blowjob rhythm. All in your womb with my fertile seed." Pressing hard, he glared down at him in disgust. “You win. her face turned yellow. I started to try to object. The pros up there loved the last game, those pussies were scarred of you! He wasn’t quite sure what he would do. She tells me put that away. Then he left and the door slammed shut. Neither of us are gay.” I quickly added. Julie threw back her head and Hardcore laughed at her young companion’s bewilderment, "I have known your mother since before you were born, and we have stayed in touch over the years, as we have very similar interests.” Julie continued, “a few years back, while your father was on couple a business trip and you were away at college, my company had sent me to New York, so I popped up to see your Mum, and she introduced me to Chico." Ian nodded. The news spread throughout her hi-circles “Daddy!” I moaned, crying out with the need to be taken hard for the first time. Did I hear correctly.. Jessica saw a man and a young woman neither of whom she knew. I don’t know what caused Monica to change, but she was finally letting herself escape her strong traditional values and was now enjoying wild, uninhibited raw sex. she was now riding almost like a Nipples horse on my face, I couldn’t believe the impact on my face each time her wet lips ground into me. I could feel her legs starting to tremble and the movements get more uncoordinated. "LIKE THIS?" Mom had grits and eggs with bacon toast and coffee. “Secrets are no problem. “Such a sweet apology!” sucking I gasped as my orgasm peaked. "mmmm.." Yes! "Don't go..." I wanted to make him explode. "OK, what?"