“Spread those thighs, young lady,” Daddy said as he moved around me, flicking the tails of his flogger. I shuddered and moved my feet apart. I felt my pussy exposed teens to all their gazes. My aunt, my mom, and my half-sister all licked their lips, staring at me with such lust. They all wanted to love me. To feast on me. To share such incestuous passion with me. But first they had to hard fuck punish me. My family circled me. They moved around me, the four flails swishing through the air. I whimpered, pulling at the ropes holding my arms above my body. My hips wiggled, my blonde pussy growing hotter and hotter. I kept moving my head, trying to keep track of all four of them as they teen moved around me, Daddy's cock so hard. But I couldn't keep them all in my sight. I whimpered, my heart racing. When would the first blow come? Who would spank me first? Daddy? Or would one of his slaves strike first? Air stirred around me, churned by their flicking of the flails. doggy style The currents caressed my body, stimulating my skin. I felt so aware of my body. I could feel every inch of me waiting. She liked to call me Daddy more and more than big brother these days like she used to eleven years ago when we first became lovers. “Lick all around the glans hard fuck some more; the head.., yes, blonde like that.” Sweet little Rhonda swirled her tongue around it, over and over, eyes closed, her expression blissful. The quantity of wine that I had with teens the meal made me a bit braver and when Jon told me to go and get him a coke from the machine near the lifts, I didn’t even think of putting any clothes on when I got out of bed after Jon teen had fucked me. I just grabbed my purse and went out into the corridor. Gia smiled, projecting her usual strength, poise and confidence despite the small anxiety that now settled in her chest, “Me and my sister have been talking…” She started, noting the look of worry that now played across Lacy’s features as she swallowed her mouthful quickly, speaking before Gia had the chance to continue. Her ass was less than an inch from my face. It would seem this conversation has cooled me down just a little, and I am able to keep going. She began to move slightly doggy style and gasping for air as she regained consciousness. What would next time entail? I left Lindsey another text telling her I had to head back north. “Mmmmmm, yes. She could barely feel their touch, but it was there-as if she felt them move her from a distance.