She gave me a hug and a peck on the cheek , her usual greeting. “Hey Sean, how you holding up?” She asked, inspecting the new bump on my head and cut on my hand. She sighed and said “One of these days those two are gonna go too far and they’re gonna have to cook cause I’m not gonna do it. Sean you go take care of that cut and I’ll finish up here. Go on leave boy.” She playfully shooed me away and governed the kitchen. I walked down the hall to the downstairs bathroom, got the first aid kit, and tended to my new injury, hoping it would fully heal by the time dad gets back. He was on fetish a business trip in England and wouldn’t be back for a few more weeks (yes I heal that slowly) so I was the man of the house. I guess the fact that Stephanie was so nice to me all the time made me look at her as a mother. I had told her that I felt like that and didn’t take it well. She wasn’t upset but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it…maybe disappointed? With the little privacy I had, my mind began sending my eyes lewd images of my three sisters, all in skimpy bikinis, looking down at my erect pecker and blushing to no one in particular. Sam, being the ass master, was sitting on my face pushing her enormous full moon on me while Jasmine and Stephanie each took turns jerking and sucking me off. I found myself massage slowly jerking my rod and drooling oral over my shirt as my mind treated me to a little taste of sinful heaven. Stephanie got up and assisted me in eating Sam out, me burying my tongue in her sweet ass and Stephanie making a meal of her pussy. The twin attack on her holes made her moan and wiggle in complete delight. Knowing we could increase her pleasure even further, Stephanie began pulling her erect nipples, stretching them to their limit while I kneaded her ass and spanked her. I was getting a shitload of pleasure myself, as Jasmine was relentlessly bobbing he head up and down, sucking my cock like a two-dollar whore, applying so much suction I was surprised I still had a cock. Her gymnastic tongue was working as a hand now, circling my dick and jerking it off (don’t ask me how I know she could do that), giving me my double dose of pleasure. I felt kinda cumshot bad that Steph was working and not getting rewarded so I wanted to fix that problem. Sam got off my face, now soaked in her juices, Jasmine popped my asian dick out of her mouth, and Steph sat on the counter. I removed her panties and gave them a quick sniff, then stuck my tongue inside her pussy. Jasmine and Sam were now on either side of her, each sucking a boob. Her feminine fragrance was so enticing it could get a gay man excited. She was on pleasure overload, reaching for anything to grab, settling for my hair. I lapped my tongue on her clit while fingering her relentlessly, and she pulled me forward by the hair to try and bury me as deep as she could inside her love hole. “Enough Sean. Please (moan) oh please (moan) fuck me (moan).” Stephanie said between moans. I got up, and pushed the head of my 6 incher into her pussy. The men have run a rope from oral Cass’s yoke to Salarin’s speeder and used it to run her barefoot behind the vehicle. My door was open and I heard my mother go to her room for a shower and my father stopped at my room. Kyle had basically moved in with the two. All those pathetic guys fapping, wishing they bred you. “Yeah, who hasn’t?” Kyle says. The girls and I were sitting around the kitchen table, the three of them watching me eat with tear-streaked faces. "What do you mean?" It would torture her, yes, but it would also pleasure her beyond comprehension. Then she sprinkled a small amount of Jello of the matching flavors into each bowl. Her experience fetish was obvious, and the increased volume of his moans encouraged her onward. At that moment she remembers that her daddy is downstairs so she had to keep her voice down. She needed to get dressed and brush her teeth and get out of the motel room with her stuff and get cumshot to the cafe. The pressure was incredible. You're just ultra nervy because this is your first time with a girl.” Isobel kisses her deeply. "Ok, so maybe that's not massage the best example. When they sat next to each other she'd sometimes innocently rest her hand in his lap. I shoved my left hand between my thighs, finding more of my cream. Minutes, maybe asian even seconds after a sweet release, she needed more. As we were chilling we heard the backdoor open and close. “Are we likely to get killed?” His feet left the ground as he flew into the white hotel room wall like a rope had yanked him from the side.