It came in a big gold envelope with fancy engraved lettering. I sat down at the breakfast bar on a stool and sipped my coffee while I watched the two of them bend over and search through the Xmas wrapping on the floor checking out the color of the paper and ribbon. They hadn't dressed for the cold weather, deciding instead to run the short distance along the adjoining balconies from the main house. There PJ's clung to every curve of their bodies. Highlighting the cute rears of both girls. Their breasts pressing out their tops and stretching the buttons down the front. “You girls are growing out of those PJ's. They barley fit. “Oh we know. These are last years and we put them on especially for you this morning. “I've gone up another size,” indian said Lucian, “and Febe, two sizes.” They both came over and stood in front of me still sitting on the stool they pushed my legs apart and sat on my knees. “Here feel this,” said Febe and took my left hand and pressed it to her right boob. And mine too, said Luciana,” taking my right hand and holding it to her left boob. "Everything with a chip is dead. I fucked her gently with long deep strokes. He bulged against my vaginal floor, stimulating those feminine nerves from the wrong hole. Sarah still had the crash helmet on. My bodice grew loose. I was just so lonely, and I really really like you...” she flustered. She proved she would do anything to win. Okay, a couple of men were looking at me but they certainly didn’t seem to object, so I just stayed like that and finished my drink. I blinked at her, clutching my hands to my chest, brushing the ruby pendant my brother gave me. “What? Again that carefree laugh. She smiled at me. I sucked on it, loving it. She couldn't imagine anything more erotic than watching a brother fuck his sister. “Something to make you look sexy.” She had had an idea of something she wanted from this pretty blonde girl. “Okay, I can go to the mall or something if you want me to make myself scarce.” " OH MY GOD SWEETY.....its so BIG" Dianna said, i was not sure what she was talking about Her hands still bound behind her back. “Sir, I woke up here like this, chained and naked a while ago after some guy slapped me around.and left me here,” I stammered, “I never saw him before in my life.” I was feeling enough humiliation and shame from the way ‘Master’ had slapped me around and used me that I did not mention the forced throating and ass-rape, I didn’t want to give him any ideas.. ‘Mistress frequently engages in acts of sexual depravity – may be dangerous to the mental development of her male hybrids.’ But remember one of our catch phrases in consulting is Keep the Honest People Honest. “Trying to seduce my youngest now?” the father intoned as he entered the room. "NO MASTER," she pleaded. "Whatever, you're going to leave us?" Mrs. Armstrong whimpered and nodded her head. I am very happy with the profit margins she is obtaining. The girl who doesn’t indian feel her egg burst into life knows that it’s her lucky day and she will go and remove her egg and meet me in the stationery cupboard. Be forewarned, these writings may trigger some issue or issues that you have, either by the language used or it’s content in general.