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{{SvenBjörn |thinks=Unfreaking believable. What am I seeing? My baby sister is getting railed on a rack by some blonde bastard under | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=Unfreaking believable. What am I seeing? My baby sister is getting railed on a rack by some blonde bastard under mom's supervision? Mom is gliding around the room too, smirking and teasing, outright encouraging this guy. And… here I am watching them.}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |thinks=That shadow | {{LauraBjörn |thinks=That shadow again… I swear I'm seeing things. Although… hmm… perhaps not.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |thinks=Does | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=Does mom even know this guy? Was that weird exchange at the door all for my benefit? Emilia said something - and maybe did something - to piss mom off, so mom called this guy to come over and fuck her? To punish her? I can't fucking believe this… and what weird bondage stuff is she pulling out now? <br><br>I've got to keep my head down. This window is so small though. Is it dirty on purpose? I can't see as much as I'd like to. <br><br>I assume Emilia's wearing a star or something, but… I can't see from this angle. Mom doesn't even know about all that stuff, does she? No, given what's going on, she must know. Why else would she be doing all this to Emilia? <br><br>Wait, does… dad know what's going on? If not, he fucking should. And I don't like this. Not one fucking - }} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Sven?}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Sven?}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=MOM! . . . <span style="font-size: | {{SvenBjörn |says=MOM! . . . <span style="font-size:85%">''Mom!'' Wha…</span>}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Mind sharing what you're doing out here?}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Mind sharing what you're doing out here?}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says= | {{SvenBjörn |says=Right back at you. What the '''fuck''' are you doing in there?}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=That young man is doing your sibling.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=That young man is doing your sibling.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says= | {{SvenBjörn |says=But… why?}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Well it seems your sister was lifting her skirt and flashing her pussy while we were out running errands yesterday and managed to lure that boy all the way back to our house like some sort of slutty siren song.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Well it seems your sister was lifting her skirt and flashing her pussy while we were out running errands yesterday and managed to lure that boy all the way back to our house like some sort of slutty siren song.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says= | {{SvenBjörn |says=Okay… but that doesn't explain why she's tied down, and… well, why you're letting him…}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=I don't know if that's any of your | {{LauraBjörn |says=I don't know if that's any of your business… unless it ''is'' your business. Is it?}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=What | {{SvenBjörn |says=Of course it's my business. What the fuck are you doing to her?}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says= | {{LauraBjörn |says=What am I doing to ''her'', you ask? How about ''you'', hmm? From the way you and your sister were speaking earlier, it seems safe to assume that the two of you have become quite ''familiar'' since we've moved here, hmm?}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=Look, it isn't like that. It was supposed to be the opposite. She keeps trying to get into this stupid game some kids are playing, and | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=Wait, she knows? Or is that just a guess?}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=Look, it isn't like that. It was supposed to be the opposite. She keeps trying to get into this stupid game some kids are playing, and I… <span style="font-size:85%">well, I guess that's what she must have been doing yesterday too,</span> but I… I was only trying to show her what it could become because - }} | |||
{{LauraBjörn |says=That's enough, Sven. We can discuss all of that and more later. For now, stop peeking through the window and come inside. You're going to attract attention creeping around out here.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=That's enough, Sven. We can discuss all of that and more later. For now, stop peeking through the window and come inside. You're going to attract attention creeping around out here.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=What? Inside the ''shed?''}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=What? Inside the ''shed?''}} | ||
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{{SvenBjörn |says=. . .}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=. . .}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Go on. Inside.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Go on. Inside.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says= | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=I need to take a closer look at whatever the fuck's going on before I judge… but I don't like this…}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=Oh, there you are! Where'd yo- ''WHOA!'' Who | {{SvenBjörn |says=Okay…}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Settle down. It's just my son. It seems he wanted to watch | {{LucasTolleson |says=Oh, there you are! Where'd yo- ''WHOA!'' Who is…?}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=Huh? What? | {{LauraBjörn |says=Settle down. It's just my son. It seems he wanted to watch.}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Hush up you. There's no need to get antsy. Sven, this is Lucas | {{LucasTolleson |says=Huh? What? Lady… like I said, I didn't mean to get in the middle of-}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Hush up you. There's no need to get antsy. Sven, this is Lucas. Better? Lucas, this is Sven, the older brother of that twitchy little cocksleeve you're stretching on my sawhorse.}} | |||
{{SvenBjörn |says=. . .}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=. . .}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says= | {{LucasTolleson |says=Uh… Hi…}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=Hey.}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=Hey.}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |thinks=Dude, the fuck is | {{LucasTolleson |thinks=Dude, the fuck is this…?}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Don't stop on his account, Lucas. He ''was'' trying to watch, after all.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Don't stop on his account, Lucas. He ''was'' trying to watch, after all.}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=. . .}} | {{LucasTolleson |says=. . .}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says= | {{EmiliaBound |says=Mmmrmm… 💗}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=That's it. Nice easy strokes, hmm?}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=That's it. Nice easy strokes, hmm?}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |thinks=Oh shit. Is that a '''black SPADE'''?! | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=Oh shit. Is that a '''black SPADE'''?! That… explains some things I guess. No wonder Emilia has been going on about diamonds if she's already wearing spades!<br><br>What in the crazy hell happened to you, sis? You still '''look''' like my cute younger half… sort of… but this is exactly what I was fucking warning about; going too far…<br><br>Wait, is this even Emilia's doing, or… did mom do this to her?}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=So? Is this what you wanted to see? What do you think about your little spade of a sister, hmm?}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=So? Is this what you wanted to see? What do you think about your little spade of a sister, hmm?}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says= | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=Best to keep my opinions to myself for now, but… this needs further investigation…}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=I… guess this means you know about that game, huh?}} | |||
{{LauraBjörn |says=I would say your sister and I have become much better acquainted with it over the past week, yes.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=I would say your sister and I have become much better acquainted with it over the past week, yes.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |thinks=Damn. | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=Damn. Even her being grounded might have something to do with this…}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=Hey, is it alright if I do her in the mouth?}} | {{LucasTolleson |says=Hey, is it alright if I do her in the mouth?}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=I already told you that you don't need my permission. | {{LauraBjörn |says=I already told you that you don't need my permission.}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=Yeah, | {{LucasTolleson |says=Yeah, but… she's sorta bent back.}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=So she is. And?}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=So she is. And?}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says= | {{LucasTolleson |says=So… do you want to untie her then, or…}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Not particularly. You can tilt her head, can't you?}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Not particularly. You can tilt her head, can't you?}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=Well, sure! I just don't know if that'd be hard on her, bending like that.}} | {{LucasTolleson |says=Well, sure! I just don't know if that'd be hard on her, bending like that.}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Likely. I'm sure she'll manage.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Likely. I'm sure she'll manage.}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |thinks=Although I already dropped the sawhorse as low as it will go, and her legs were struggling when she was | {{LauraBjörn |thinks=Although I already dropped the sawhorse as low as it will go, and her legs were struggling when she was fresh…}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Sven, hold your sister's legs so Lucas can go fuck her face.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Sven, hold your sister's legs so Lucas can go fuck her face.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=M-''mom?!''}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=M-''mom?!''}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Well you're not ''doing'' anything. You may as well help.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Well you're not ''doing'' anything. You may as well help.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says= | {{SvenBjörn |says=But… what the hell?! Just untie her or something!}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=No, I already stated that's not on the table. I want her strapped down, to feel more like a slave than a mere submissive, so she can stay right there. If you don't want to hold her then fine. Lucas, since my son won't help, you can let her down gently.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=No, I already stated that's not on the table. I want her strapped down, to feel more like a slave than a mere submissive, so she can stay right there. If you don't want to hold her then fine. Lucas, since my son won't help, you can let her down gently.}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=If you say so.}} | {{LucasTolleson |says=If you say so.}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says= | {{EmiliaBound |says=Mmmrmmhrmm…}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=You're just going to let her flop down and double back over the edge of that thing? Her arms are strapped to the other side. I don't think she can stand like that.}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=You're just going to let her flop down and double back over the edge of that thing? Her arms are strapped to the other side. I don't think she can stand like that.}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Thank you. I'm well aware.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Thank you. I'm well aware.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |thinks=What is this? Emilia's upper back can't move at all with her arms pulled over the other side of it. She's not trying to use her feet either, not really. Her toes are touching the floor but her knees are bent, leaving herself all but suspended off | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=What is this? Emilia's upper back can't move at all with her arms pulled over the other side of it. She's not trying to use her feet either, not really. Her toes are touching the floor, but her knees are bent, leaving herself all but suspended off one side.}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=Well, I have to pull this thing out of your mouth. At least 'til I'm done. And your head needs to come back a bit.}} | {{LucasTolleson |says=Well, I have to pull this thing out of your mouth. At least 'til I'm done. And your head needs to come back a bit.}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=*Gasp!* | {{EmiliaBound |says=*Gasp!* Huhh… Hello? W-what should I… Ah!}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=I said head ba- | {{LucasTolleson |says=I said head ba-…. oh yeah, you can't hear me.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |thinks=Huh. With her gag out she has more spirit all of a sudden. She's at least trying to plant her feet.}} | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=Huh. With her gag out, she has more spirit all of a sudden. She's at least trying to plant her feet.}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Aw, look at you! Getting your gag out again so soon!}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Aw, look at you! Getting your gag out again so soon!}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=''Ahn!'' MMM!}} | {{EmiliaBound |says=''Ahn!'' MMM!}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |thinks=Wow! Mom just stepped up and fingered | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=Wow! Mom just stepped up and fingered her… Just like that. Just… forced herself inside.}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=Th-thank you m- | {{EmiliaBound |says=Th-thank you m-mistress…!}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |thinks=I | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=I suppose… that's how it is with a spade, huh? But what's up with that response? '''Is''' Emilia into this, or is she just responding out of fear?}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=Geez, figure it out already, would you? Head | {{LucasTolleson |says=Geez, figure it out already, would you? Head back… mouth open…}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says= | {{EmiliaBound |says=My… M- ey owf-? Yur hoel-ing eye… ''Garrggh-agg-gglge…''}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says='' | {{LucasTolleson |says=''Yeeeah…'' all the way back…}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |thinks=Lucas really shoved it in. Oh damn, look at her legs move now. She's stretched them out, pushed her toes hard against the floor, trying to raise her body higher. Maybe that's from mom's fingers, but it's probably so her neck isn't pulled back so far.<br><br>I | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=Lucas really shoved it in. Oh damn, look at her legs move now. She's stretched them out, pushed her toes hard against the floor, trying to raise her body higher. Maybe that's from mom's fingers, but it's probably so her neck isn't pulled back so far.<br><br>I mean… I suppose I could…}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=Fine. I'll help you, sis. <span style="font-size: | {{SvenBjörn |says=Fine. I'll help you, sis. <span style="font-size:85%">Since no one else fucking will…</span>}} | ||
{{EmiliaEh |thinks=S-someone's grabbing both of my thighs? | {{EmiliaEh |thinks=S-someone's grabbing both of my thighs? But… isn't mom fingering me? There ''ARE'' more people here!}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Change of heart, Sven? Or are you looking for a better angle to "watch" from?}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Change of heart, Sven? Or are you looking for a better angle to "watch" from?}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=Aw, that's great man! Yeah, lift her a little more | {{LucasTolleson |says=Aw, that's great man! Yeah, lift her a little more, bud… get her more on top of this thing, help straighten her neck out for me.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=Um, don't mention | {{SvenBjörn |says=Um, don't mention it… <span style="font-size:85%">seriously…</span>}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Oh, lighten up Mr. Moody. Tell me Sven, are you really ''not'' going to take advantage of your sister?}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Oh, lighten up Mr. Moody. Tell me Sven, are you really ''not'' going to take advantage of your sister?}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says= | {{SvenBjörn |says=Well, not like ''this''… <span style="font-size:85%">seriously, this is fucked-up…</span>}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=She asked for this, you know. She's ''willing'' to have ''anything'' done to her. And you don't even have to suffer the guilt of looking her in the eye while you do it. <span style="font-size:150%">♪</span>}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=She asked for this, you know. She's ''willing'' to have ''anything'' done to her.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |thinks=I'm not gonna believe that '''unless''' I hear it from Emilia's mouth.}} | |||
{{LauraBjörn |says=And you don't even have to suffer the guilt of looking her in the eye while you do it. <span style="font-size:150%">♪</span>}} | |||
{{SvenBjörn |thinks=Mom's pacing around again. I swear she just wants to watch from every angle all at once.}} | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=Mom's pacing around again. I swear she just wants to watch from every angle all at once.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says= | {{SvenBjörn |says=Well… I dunno. What do you expect me to do?}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Nothing you haven't already done, I'm sure! <span style="font-size:150%">♪</span>}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Nothing you haven't already done, I'm sure! <span style="font-size:150%">♪</span>}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=It's not like I've-- huh?}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=It's not like I've-- huh?}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |thinks=Mom? Why are you stepping up behind me?}} | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=Mom? Why are you stepping up behind me?}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Oh stop pretending you don't want this. I can tell you do.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Oh stop pretending you don't want this. I can tell you do.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=I'm n- | {{SvenBjörn |says=I'm n-not…}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Oh, of course, how silly of | {{LauraBjörn |says=Oh, of course, how silly of me… you're merely "helping" your bound sister by spreading her legs, hmm? We both know you didn't have to step ''between'' your sister's slender thighs to hold onto them. <span style="font-size:80%">She's not a wheelbarrow.</span>}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says= | {{SvenBjörn |says=I… I know that.}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says= | {{LucasTolleson |says=Damn… <span style="font-size:85%">Having her tongue on the top… that's weird.</span> Yeah, I can slow it down fo you… <span style="font-size:85%">you really wanna suck it, too. You don't even ''need'' instructions, do you?</span>}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=Mmmmm. *slurp* | {{EmiliaBound |says=Mmmmm. *slurp* Mmmmm…}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |thinks=God, now mom's rubbing my shoulders.}} | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=God, now mom's rubbing my shoulders.}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Tell me | {{LauraBjörn |says=Tell me then… you came out to the shed for a reason. What's stopping you from going further? Lucas shouldn't be the only one having fun.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=. . .}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=. . .}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=You're so tense! Dare I | {{LauraBjörn |says=You're so tense! Dare I say… stiff.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=No. I' | {{SvenBjörn |says=No. I'm… f-fine.}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=All the same, I'm going to make you a little | {{LauraBjörn |says=All the same, I'm going to make you a little more… comfortable.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=What do you mean?}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=What do you mean?}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Well for starters, your pants are far too tight.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Well for starters, your pants are far too tight.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=Wh-why?}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=Wh-why?}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=I couldn't ''possibly'' know! <span style="font-size:150%">♪</span> But it looks terrible! The least we could do is undo this | {{LauraBjörn |says=I couldn't ''possibly'' know! <span style="font-size:150%">♪</span> But it looks terrible! The least we could do is undo this button…}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=. . .}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=. . .}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=And if this button is open, then we may as well lower this | {{LauraBjörn |says=And if this button is open, then we may as well lower this zipper…}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=. . .}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=. . .}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Maybe fold down these flaps now as well, hmm?}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Maybe fold down these flaps now as well, hmm?}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=. . .}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=. . .}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says= | {{LauraBjörn |says=MmHmm…}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |thinks=She's taking all this teasing really | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=She's taking all this teasing really far… but… surely she wouldn't go farther…?}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Your pants aren't the only problem, are they?}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Your pants aren't the only problem, are they?}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says= | {{SvenBjörn |says=Mom…}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Well as soon as I opened the front of your pants your underwear just ballooned forward through the gap. Why would that be?}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Well, as soon as I opened the front of your pants your underwear just ballooned forward through the gap. Why would that be?}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=<span style="font-size:80%">Heh heh | {{LucasTolleson |says=<span style="font-size:80%">Heh heh heh…</span>}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=. . .}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=. . .}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Why don't I just push them down for you, hmm? That doesn't look comfortable.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Why don't I just push them down for you, hmm? That doesn't look comfortable.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=. . .}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=. . .}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Oh my | {{LauraBjörn |says=Oh my goodness… I've tried to push them down but it's as if ''something'' is in the way! Maybe it's your pants, but… well, I'd have to take them off to go any further. Unless I just reach inside…<br><br>That's alright, isn't it? You'd rather not drop your sister, would you?}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=N- | {{SvenBjörn |says=N-no….}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=I didn't think so. Well what's a mother to | {{LauraBjörn |says=I didn't think so. Well what's a mother to do…<br><br>. . .<br><br>Oh my…}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |thinks=Her | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=Her hand… is in my shorts. She's… lifting my junk…!}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=This is ''such'' a ''big'' problem, isn't it? A big ''hard'' problem at that. I can't imagine having to carry it around all the time.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=This is ''such'' a ''big'' problem, isn't it? A big ''hard'' problem at that. I can't imagine having to carry it around all the time.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=. . .}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=. . .}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=There you are. Aren't you glad I pulled it out for you honey? I can feel just how hard this must be for you.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=There you are. Aren't you glad I pulled it out for you honey? I can feel just how hard this must be for you.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |thinks=Mom, are you seriously stroking me right now? | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=Mom, are you seriously stroking me right now? Fucking… fuck….}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=<span style="font-size: | {{LucasTolleson |says=<span style="font-size:85%">Psst! Dude! Your mom is feeling up your brother! You all are nuts!</span>}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says= | {{EmiliaBound |says=MmmmMMmm…! 💗}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Well, no need to thank me. Only trying to help. But I can certainly hold onto this until you figure out what to do with | {{LauraBjörn |says=Well, no need to thank me. Only trying to help. But I can certainly hold onto this until you figure out what to do with it…}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says= | {{SvenBjörn |says=I… I don't…}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |thinks=Oh ''god'', I am ''sooo'' fucking hard right now! | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=Oh ''god'', I am ''sooo'' fucking hard right now! Mom…. gripping my cock, pointing me at my little sister's…<br><br>. . .<br><br>I guess all I have to do is… pull Emilia's legs a little tighter… then lean forward… close the gap…}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says= | {{EmiliaBound |says=Mmm… - ahh!}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=There it is.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=There it is.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |thinks=S-splitting her | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=S-splitting her pussy…}} | ||
{{EmiliaBlush |thinks= | {{EmiliaBlush |thinks=Oh… ''Oh'' '''GAAWD!!!'''}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |thinks= | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=Disappearing… inside her…}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Isn't that better? I know your sister thinks so.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Isn't that better? I know your sister thinks so.}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=MMMMHGPH! ''GAH!'' FUCKing ''GAA''aawWD!!! S-so ''buh''-big! An it's st-still going duh-deeper!!}} | {{EmiliaBound |says=MMMMHGPH! ''GAH!'' FUCKing ''GAA''aawWD!!! S-so ''buh''-big! An it's st-still going duh-deeper!!}} | ||
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{{SvenBjörn |says=M-mom?}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=M-mom?}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Yes honey?}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Yes honey?}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=You can l-let go | {{SvenBjörn |says=You can l-let go now…}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Of course, | {{LauraBjörn |says=Of course, honey…}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=So | {{LucasTolleson |says=So sick… Dude, you ever spitroast a girl before?}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=Nn-nuh- | {{SvenBjörn |says=Nn-nuh-uh…}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=Glck! - Glurk!}} | {{EmiliaBound |says=Glck! - Glurk!}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says= | {{LucasTolleson |says=Fuckin' awesome…}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Well I can't let you boys have ''all'' the fun.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Well I can't let you boys have ''all'' the fun.}} | ||
{{EmiliaNakedA |thinks=Ohhh YES!!! My CLIT!!! Mmmm, rub it, mommy! I '''LOVE''' it! 💗}} | {{EmiliaNakedA |thinks=Ohhh YES!!! My CLIT!!! Mmmm, rub it, mommy! I '''LOVE''' it! 💗}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=You don't mind, do you Sven?}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=You don't mind, do you Sven?}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |thinks=Mom hasn't even stepped away. She's just holding my shirt up, her hand on my stomach, and now she's touching | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=Mom hasn't even stepped away. She's just holding my shirt up, her hand on my stomach, and now she's touching Emilia… right above my cock.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says= | {{SvenBjörn |says=Umm… n-no.}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Good. Neither does our spade!}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Good. Neither does our spade!}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=MMMmmm! - ''Glack!'' - ''HRMMM'' | {{EmiliaBound |says=MMMmmm! - ''Glack!'' - ''HRMMM''ggegle… 💗}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=Oh! Dude! Keep doing whatever that is down there!}} | {{LucasTolleson |says=Oh! Dude! Keep doing whatever that is down there!}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=Wh-why?}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=Wh-why?}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=All the moaning is opening up her throat for me! I've been fine with beating up her tonsils, but this is way better!}} | {{LucasTolleson |says=All the moaning is opening up her throat for me! I've been fine with beating up her tonsils, but this is way better!}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=I don't | {{SvenBjörn |says=I don't think… ''uhrg''… I'm doing anything special…}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Don't be so sure. Slow down just a little.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Don't be so sure. Slow down just a little.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=Oh, uh, okay. Does | {{SvenBjörn |says=Oh, uh, okay. Does she… like this better?}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Perhaps. But I just want to be sure that ''I'm'' the one making her cum!}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Perhaps. But I just want to be sure that ''I'm'' the one making her cum!}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=MMMmmmGURGmmmm!!!}} | {{EmiliaBound |says=MMMmmmGURGmmmm!!!}} | ||
{{EmiliaNakedC |thinks=Two | {{EmiliaNakedC |thinks=Two cocks… slipping in and out of me… but those fingers… on my clit… d-driving me crazy… o-over the edge!}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Mmm, that's it. Cum for your mistress. Cum for | {{LauraBjörn |says=Mmm, that's it. Cum for your mistress. Cum for mommy…}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |thinks=God, her | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=God, her fingers… keep running over my shaft… it's not like I can fit all of me inside Emilia, but… mom's doing that on purpose…}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Look at her arch her back like that. She's close.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Look at her arch her back like that. She's close.}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=<span style="font-size: | {{LucasTolleson |says=<span style="font-size:85%">Quit jerking your head. . .</span> Alright, alright, say something.}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=''*GASP!*'' CUMMING! C-<span style="font-size:125%">''CUMMING!!!''</span>}} | {{EmiliaBound |says=''*GASP!*'' CUMMING! C-<span style="font-size:125%">''CUMMING!!!''</span>}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Pull out, Sven.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Pull out, Sven.}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=<span style="font-size:125%">''GUUAAAHH!!!'' 💗 💗 💗</span>}} | {{EmiliaBound |says=<span style="font-size:125%">''GUUAAAHH!!!'' 💗 💗 💗</span>}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=Woah! Oh | {{SvenBjörn |says=Woah! Oh my… god…}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=Holy shit! Dude, she just sprayed your stomach, didn't she?!}} | {{LucasTolleson |says=Holy shit! Dude, she just sprayed your stomach, didn't she?!}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says= | {{LauraBjörn |says=Mmmm… She got him a little, but mostly my hand. But that was a nice little gush, wasn't it? I bet she can do better.<br><br>Go ahead, Sven. Keep going. I need to get something.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says= | {{SvenBjörn |says=Jesus… alright…}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=OHHHH ''FUCK!'' It' | {{EmiliaBound |says=OHHHH ''FUCK!'' It's… s-so… buh-bastard…}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=C'mon, head back already!}} | {{LucasTolleson |says=C'mon, head back already!}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=AH-hah! | {{EmiliaBound |says=AH-hah! Aaahh… ''GOR''gglh…}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Your sister is a little something special, isn't she?}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Your sister is a little something special, isn't she?}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=''Ughhh'' | {{SvenBjörn |says=''Ughhh''… s-''soo'' special…}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Let's make her do that again, hmm? You, me, and my special little | {{LauraBjörn |says=Let's make her do that again, hmm? You, me, and my special little toy… and your big fat cock of course! <span style="font-size:150%">♪</span>}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=Yeah, | {{SvenBjörn |says=Yeah, um…<br><br>. . .<br><br>Okay.}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Mmm, perfect. Yeah, you should speed up this time. Find a good rhythm for her.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Mmm, perfect. Yeah, you should speed up this time. Find a good rhythm for her.}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=Mmmm! ''AHN''-gglurrhmmm''MMMmm'' | {{EmiliaBound |says=Mmmm! ''AHN''-gglurrhmmm''MMMmm''…}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |thinks=God is she tight. More than before. It's like her pussy is still spasming from her orgasm.}} | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=God is she tight. More than before. It's like her pussy is still spasming from her orgasm.}} | ||
{{EmiliaEh |thinks=So | {{EmiliaEh |thinks=So many… fucking cocks… wanting me… using me…<br><br>Oh my god! Am I just like Venla now? She had no idea what was happening at the cottage, and yet she… She was Danny's, but that means I'm… I'm…}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=I'll bring the wand down in | {{LauraBjörn |says=I'll bring the wand down in three… two…}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=GACK!<br><br>''*Cough!* *Cough!*''<br><br>*Gasp!* OHHHHHohoooouuuhhhh.. YES! <span style="font-size:125%">'''YESSSS!!!'''</span>}} | {{EmiliaBound |says=GACK!<br><br>''*Cough!* *Cough!*''<br><br>*Gasp!* OHHHHHohoooouuuhhhh.. YES! <span style="font-size:125%">'''YESSSS!!!'''</span>}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=Stop trying to talk! Geez, it's like you need your hair tied back, | {{LucasTolleson |says=Stop trying to talk! Geez, it's like you need your hair tied back, too…}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=*Gasp!* ''GuLURCK!''}} | {{EmiliaBound |says=*Gasp!* ''GuLURCK!''}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=I'll force myself down your throat if I have to. <span style="font-size: | {{LucasTolleson |says=I'll force myself down your throat if I have to. <span style="font-size:85%">I know you can take it now…</span>}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Oh, yes, look at her squirm! She's already close again, I can feel it.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Oh, yes, look at her squirm! She's already close again, I can feel it.}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |thinks=There's still semen all over your body, but I simply can't help myself. Look at these adorable little nipples of yours, all strained and stiffened to two tiny points atop your elegant girlish chest. I just have to rub my fingers over them, to feel how stiff I've made | {{LauraBjörn |thinks=There's still semen all over your body, but I simply can't help myself. Look at these adorable little nipples of yours, all strained and stiffened to two tiny points atop your elegant girlish chest. I just have to rub my fingers over them, to feel how stiff I've made them…}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=''MMMMMmmph!!!''}} | {{EmiliaBound |says=''MMMMMmmph!!!''}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |thinks=What a wonderful girl you are. You're more than a mistress could ever ask for, aren't y-}} | {{LauraBjörn |thinks=What a wonderful girl you are. You're more than a mistress could ever ask for, aren't y-}} | ||
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{{LucasTolleson |says=No way! I just got in her throat again!}} | {{LucasTolleson |says=No way! I just got in her throat again!}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Not you! Sven! Pull out!}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Not you! Sven! Pull out!}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says= | {{SvenBjörn |says=Ohh… Fuuuh…}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=''AAAGGGHH-! GLUH-! GLUK-! GLUH- | {{EmiliaBound |says=''AAAGGGHH-! GLUH-! GLUK-! GLUH-…!''}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=That's fucking crazy! Dude, she's drenching you! Hot as hell! I'm gonna cum straight down this bitch's throat!}} | {{LucasTolleson |says=That's fucking crazy! Dude, she's drenching you! Hot as hell! I'm gonna cum straight down this bitch's throat!}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=''Glurk! | {{EmiliaBound |says=''Glurk! GLARGH….'' Hrmmm… 💗 ''Glock….'' 💗}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Oh, look at you, honey. You're soaked!}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Oh, look at you, honey. You're soaked!}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=It's - ''uugh!!''}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=It's - ''uugh!!''}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=GLHHHGG!}} | {{EmiliaBound |says=GLHHHGG!}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says= | {{SvenBjörn |says=…it's okay.}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Look at you! Back at it already? You're such a trooper. Here, let me help you. I really should have taken your pants off | {{LauraBjörn |says=Look at you! Back at it already? You're such a trooper. Here, let me help you. I really should have taken your pants off earlier…}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=You don't have t-<br><br>. . .<br><br> | {{SvenBjörn |says=You don't have t-<br><br>. . .<br><br>Yeah… okay…}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=It's no trouble! Step out with this | {{LauraBjörn |says=It's no trouble! Step out with this foot… <span style="font-size:85%">I'll get your shoe as well….</span> and the other… there you go!<br><br>I'll help lift your shirt as well, since I'm already here.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says= | {{SvenBjörn |says=Mom… you're taking it off? I can't raise my arms. I'm still holding Emilia.}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Just tuck a hand under her bum. She's light enough. You can manage with one arm for a moment, can't you?}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Just tuck a hand under her bum. She's light enough. You can manage with one arm for a moment, can't you?}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=. . . I guess.}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=. . . I guess.}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=That's right. Pull your arm through. And I'll pop it over your | {{LauraBjörn |says=That's right. Pull your arm through. And I'll pop it over your head… then if you switch arms, we can… Voila! Now how about that! Your sister can't make your clothes any wetter if you aren't wearing them!}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says= | {{SvenBjörn |says=Yeah… how about that…}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=Oh ''gaaawd!'' Yes! Throat it! I | {{LucasTolleson |says=Oh ''gaaawd!'' Yes! Throat it! I am… ''totally'' going to…}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Oh come now. As if I didn't do you a favor! Here, let's give your sister ''one more'' big splash, hmm?}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Oh come now. As if I didn't do you a favor! Here, let's give your sister ''one more'' big splash, hmm?}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |thinks=Yeah, I'm gonna give Emilia '''my''' big splash in a minute. Although I guess Lucas over there beat me to it.}} | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=Yeah, I'm gonna give Emilia '''my''' big splash in a minute. Although I guess Lucas over there beat me to it.}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=AWWWW y-yeah! S-swallow it all!}} | {{LucasTolleson |says=AWWWW y-yeah! S-swallow it all!}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=Gurg- ''GUUH''- | {{EmiliaBound |says=Gurg- ''GUUH''-glup….<br><br>'''''GUFFFP!!'''''<br><br>*Cough!* - *Cough!*}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=Aw shit! - ''*pant*'' - You | {{LucasTolleson |says=Aw shit! - ''*pant*'' - You kinda… coughed it up…<br><br>S-suck the rest out… like the… spade you are.}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=Gah! MMH! . . . | {{EmiliaBound |says=Gah! MMH! . . . Hmmmm… 💗 *slurp* 💗}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=Okay, okay, | {{SvenBjörn |says=Okay, okay, just… do it or whatever.}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Hmm. Perhaps something more | {{LauraBjörn |says=Hmm. Perhaps something more intimate…?}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=Huh?}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=Huh?}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Just stop for a second, honey. I'm going to stand here | {{LauraBjörn |says=Just stop for a second, honey. I'm going to stand here again… and reach in from behind you. But ''this'' time I'm going to put the wand… right here…}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says= | {{SvenBjörn |says=Wuh…?! M-m-m-mom…}} | ||
{{EmiliaBlush |thinks=Wh-what? The penis inside | {{EmiliaBlush |thinks=Wh-what? The penis inside me… it's… how is it vibrating?!}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |thinks=Mom is holding that wand against the shaft of my cock! Right in the middle of it. God, it's so strong I can feel it in my | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=Mom is holding that wand against the shaft of my cock! Right in the middle of it. God, it's so strong I can feel it in my balls…}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says= | {{LauraBjörn |says=Now… slow and steady… nice and deep…}} | ||
{{EmiliaNakedC |thinks= | {{EmiliaNakedC |thinks=OH…! GOD…! That vibrating… b-ball… it keeps tapping… my vulva! M-my clit!}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=Awwww ''fffff'' | {{SvenBjörn |says=Awwww ''fffff''…..}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Hold on there, mister. We're not done with her just yet.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Hold on there, mister. We're not done with her just yet.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=But h-''how'' | {{SvenBjörn |says=But h-''how''…? I c-can't…..}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=I've heard that before. You're not cumming until she is. Got it?}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=I've heard that before. You're not cumming until she is. Got it?}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=Aw | {{SvenBjörn |says=Aw fuck… awww ''fuck…''}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=Mmmmm! 💗 MMMAH!}} | {{EmiliaBound |says=Mmmmm! 💗 MMMAH!}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=Oh, | {{LucasTolleson |says=Oh, wow… jesus! Th-thanks, Emilia…. you g-got it all, I promise!}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Faster. Do her | {{LauraBjörn |says=Faster. Do her faster…}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=Ahn! 💗 Ahn! 💗 Ahh! Y-YES! ''YES!'' 💗}} | {{EmiliaBound |says=Ahn! 💗 Ahn! 💗 Ahh! Y-YES! ''YES!'' 💗}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Not | {{LauraBjörn |says=Not yet…}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says= | {{SvenBjörn |says=Fuck… fuck…!}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=Ahn! 💗 Ahn! 💗 Ung! 💗}} | {{EmiliaBound |says=Ahn! 💗 Ahn! 💗 Ung! 💗}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says= | {{LauraBjörn |says=Closer…}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=F-fuck! Fucking ''cum'', Emilia!}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=F-fuck! Fucking ''cum'', Emilia!}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=Ahn! 💗 AHN! 💗 <span style="font-size:125%">''AHN!''</span>}} | {{EmiliaBound |says=Ahn! 💗 AHN! 💗 <span style="font-size:125%">''AHN!''</span>}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=So close!}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=So close!}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=C'mon! Cum for me, sis! Fucking ''cum'' for me, little ''slut!''}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=C'mon! Cum for me, sis! Fucking ''cum'' for me, little ''slut!''}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=<span style="font-size: | {{EmiliaBound |says=<span style="font-size:115%">AHHH!</span> . . . <span style="font-size:125%">AUUGGGHHH!!!</span>}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Yes! Pull out!}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Yes! Pull out!}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=<span style="font-size:125%">''EEEEEE!!!''</span>}} | {{EmiliaBound |says=<span style="font-size:125%">''EEEEEE!!!''</span>}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=Woah!}} | {{LucasTolleson |says=Woah!}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |thinks=Fuck, she's spraying all over my dick! And this fucking thing is still buzzing my cock! I can't! It's gonna make | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=Fuck, she's spraying all over my dick! And this fucking thing is still buzzing my cock! I can't! It's gonna make me…}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=UR-<span style="font-size:125%">''UUUUGH!!!''</span>}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=UR-<span style="font-size:125%">''UUUUGH!!!''</span>}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |thinks=Mmm, perfect timing. Sven is cumming too, just like that! With just the buzz of a vibrator he's unleashing his load into the air, careening down onto this helpless ten-year-old spade's already spunk spackled torso. What a wickedly magical sight!}} | {{LauraBjörn |thinks=Mmm, perfect timing. Sven is cumming too, just like that! With just the buzz of a vibrator he's unleashing his load into the air, careening down onto this helpless ten-year-old spade's already spunk-spackled torso. What a wickedly magical sight!}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=Ahhh! Haaa!}} | {{EmiliaBound |says=Ahhh! Haaa!}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=OOOooohhh ''SIS!!!''}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=OOOooohhh ''SIS!!!''}} | ||
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{{EmiliaBlush |thinks=FUCK! COCK! T-tore into me!}} | {{EmiliaBlush |thinks=FUCK! COCK! T-tore into me!}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Goodness! How savage! Bucking forward so forcefully! She's lucky you went in cleanly!}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Goodness! How savage! Bucking forward so forcefully! She's lucky you went in cleanly!}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |thinks=She's | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=She's still…. holding… the wand…}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says=OHHH!!! FUU-oo-UUU-ooo-UUU- | {{EmiliaBound |says=OHHH!!! FUU-oo-UUU-ooo-UUU-ggh…}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Mmmm, | {{LauraBjörn |says=Mmmm, yes… keep thrusting… fuck her… take her… use her…}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=AAARRRGH!!!}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=AAARRRGH!!!}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says= | {{LucasTolleson |says=Woah… that's fucking intense…}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=You still wanted to finish inside her, hmm? Well good for you! Finally taking what you want | {{LauraBjörn |says=You still wanted to finish inside her, hmm? Well, good for you! Finally taking what you want }} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=*pant* . . . *pant* . . .}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=*pant* . . . *pant* . . .}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=Well, | {{LucasTolleson |says=Well, uh… this really has been something else. Not what I was expecting, but-}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=No you don't! Don't you run off just yet.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=No you don't! Don't you run off just yet.}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=I.. | {{SvenBjörn |says=I.. hafta… <span style="font-size:75%">put her down…</span>}} | ||
{{EmiliaBound |says= | {{EmiliaBound |says=THuh… Th-th-thauh-''ANK'' y-you M-m-''miss''-tress… <span style="font-size:85%">th-</span>thank <span style="font-size:85%">you… thank…</span>}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=Woah! Listen, don't wave that thing at | {{LucasTolleson |says=Woah! Listen, don't wave that thing at me… it's all wet…}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=No, you listen to | {{LauraBjörn |says=No, you listen to me… ''both'' of you boys!}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=. . . huh?}} | {{SvenBjörn |says=. . . huh?}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=What happened here | {{LauraBjörn |says=What happened here today… it doesn't get past the walls of this shed. Got it?}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says= | {{LucasTolleson |says=Don't worry, I'm no stranger to this game. Sure, it took me a while to get comfortable with it, but once I figured out all the different rules it wa-}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=No. Stop talking. You don't get it.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=No. Stop talking. You don't get it.}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says= | {{LucasTolleson |says=Well… what?}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=This was an exceptionally special experience, in more ways than one. And it should stay that way. I don't want you bragging to any of your friends. I certainly don't want you coming to my house ''ever'' again. And I ''never'' want you to speak a word of this to that girl.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=This was an exceptionally special experience, in more ways than one. And it should stay that way. I don't want you bragging to any of your friends. I certainly don't want you coming to my house ''ever'' again. And I ''never'' want you to speak a word of this to that girl.}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=Wha- | {{LucasTolleson |says=Wha-…? Who…}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Do I have to point? ''That'' one. The little girl you just face-fucked while she was strapped down. The one currently drenched in your semen, which the two of you liberally coated her with, inside and out.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Do I have to point? ''That'' one. The little girl you just face-fucked while she was strapped down. The one currently drenched in your semen, which the two of you liberally coated her with, inside and out.}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=Hey! It's not like you weren-}} | {{LucasTolleson |says=Hey! It's not like you weren-}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=That ''spade'' over there is a beautiful creature, one that we're all so lucky to have enjoyed. But the little girl who is going to walk back into our house in a few minutes has no idea who just did this to her, no idea who was so eager to defile her in so many | {{LauraBjörn |says=That ''spade'' over there is a beautiful creature, one that we're all so lucky to have enjoyed. But the little girl who is going to walk back into our house in a few minutes has no idea who just did this to her, no idea who was so eager to defile her in so many ways… and we're going to keep it that way. That little mystery can be something she daydreams about, but not one that she should ever have to face.}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says= | {{LucasTolleson |says=Oh… okay, I guess.}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=You guess? If you have to guess, then you're going to fuck this up. So let me be even ''more'' clear. You've never met this girl in your life. Pretend none of this ever happened. If you are ever so fortunate to come across my daughter again, regardless of whatever those circumstances may be, then it will be the very first time you have ever done so. Isn't that right?}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=You guess? If you have to guess, then you're going to fuck this up. So let me be even ''more'' clear. You've never met this girl in your life. Pretend none of this ever happened. If you are ever so fortunate to come across my daughter again, regardless of whatever those circumstances may be, then it will be the very first time you have ever done so. Isn't that right?}} | ||
{{LucasTolleson |says=Yes ma-am. I understand.}} | {{LucasTolleson |says=Yes ma-am. I understand.}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=How about you, Sven? Are we clear?}} | |||
{{SvenBjörn |thinks=I… I'm such a fucking idiot for going along with this. I still don't like this. I should've said "no". I bet mom's just saying that to clear her own ass… <br><br>I never knew she was like this…}} | |||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Sven?}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Sven?}} | ||
{{SvenBjörn |says=Y-yeah. I got it | {{SvenBjörn |says=Y-yeah. I got it, mom…}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |thinks=Mmmm, | {{SvenBjörn |thinks=Best keep my mouth shut for now…}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |thinks=Mmmm, god… I'm getting wet again just drinking this in. Both of these strong young boys, their skin glistening, their cocks still swollen, standing naked at attention - my attention - with my beautiful spade hung to dry off of my sawhorse, dripping in so many ways, from so many holes…<br><br>But… she's not my spade… she's my daughter… and yet what a lovely spade she would make. She's so accepting, so open to possibility, like an unwritten page of a book. Emilia, Emilia….}} | |||
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{{LauraBjörn |says=Are you a little sore?}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Are you a little sore?}} | ||
{{EmiliaContacts |says=Mhmm.}} | {{EmiliaContacts |says=Mhmm.}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |thinks=It's good to see her relaxing. To decompress. Just leaning back into the | {{LauraBjörn |thinks=It's good to see her relaxing. To decompress. Just leaning back into the tub… not very far, mind you. Her chest is in plain view, the water barely reaching her nipples. And her spade… that is out of the water as well.<br><br>Mmph, does that ever taunt me so.}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Well | {{LauraBjörn |says=Well then….. Take as long as you like! I'll be in the garden for a while yet, likely until I have to start on dinner. Still so much to do, given our ''distractions'' and all.}} | ||
{{EmiliaContacts |says=That's | {{EmiliaContacts |says=That's okay… I'm fine here. Really, I am. You don't have to keep checking.}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=I just want to make sure, that's all. You really | {{LauraBjörn |says=I just want to make sure, that's all. You really did… a lot. I'm proud of you. It was more than I thought you would.}} | ||
{{EmiliaShy |says=Yeah. It' | {{EmiliaShy |says=Yeah. It's… kind of a blur, to be honest. After a while I never even expected it to stop. Like I never thought about that. That it would end, I mean. I couldn't focus on, well, anything. Only what I was feeling at any single moment. My brain thought it would all keep coming and coming, and, um… all that cumming….}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=That sounds nice!}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=That sounds nice!}} | ||
{{EmiliaEh |says=Huh?}} | {{EmiliaEh |says=Huh?}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Isn't it great to let someone else drive? To make someone else worry about all the work. Then you can stare out the window and take it all | {{LauraBjörn |says=Isn't it great to let someone else drive? To make someone else worry about all the work. Then you can stare out the window and take it all in… Which is also why I let your father drive so much!}} | ||
{{EmiliaShy |says= | {{EmiliaShy |says=Oh… <span style="font-size:85%">okay… <span style="font-size:70%">thanks for ''that'' analogy…</span>}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says= | {{LauraBjörn |says=Anyway… so long as everyone enjoyed themselves, hmm?}} | ||
{{EmiliaContacts |says=Mmm<br><br>. . .<br><br>You're not going to tell me who they were, are you?}} | {{EmiliaContacts |says=Mmm<br><br>. . .<br><br>You're not going to tell me who they were, are you?}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says= | {{LauraBjörn |says=… No.}} | ||
{{EmiliaContacts |says=Not even how many?}} | {{EmiliaContacts |says=Not even how many?}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Do you ''want'' to know?}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Do you ''want'' to know?}} | ||
{{EmiliaShy |says= | {{EmiliaShy |says=I… I'm not sure.}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |thinks=I thought so. Let me sit with her for a moment.}} | {{LauraBjörn |thinks=I thought so. Let me sit with her for a moment.}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Sweetie, that | {{LauraBjörn |says=Sweetie, that spade… ''this'' spade… <span style="font-size:175%">♠</span> ~ the one still on your chest…}} | ||
{{EmiliaEh |thinks=She' | {{EmiliaEh |thinks=She's… touching it.}} | ||
{{EmiliaContacts |says=Y- | {{EmiliaContacts |says=Y-yeah…?}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=I put this here, didn't I?}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=I put this here, didn't I?}} | ||
{{EmiliaContacts |says=Yes.}} | {{EmiliaContacts |says=Yes.}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Then let's keep all that between you and I, hmm? Whether I saw fit to punish you with a single tiny spank or a hundred veiny | {{LauraBjörn |says=Then let's keep all that between you and I, hmm? Whether I saw fit to punish you with a single tiny spank or a hundred veiny cocks… that was ''my'' decision, wasn't it?}} | ||
{{EmiliaShy |says= | {{EmiliaShy |says=Yes… <span style="font-size:85%">mistress.</span>}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Perfect. I think it's freeing to not have to worry about such things, don't you?}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Perfect. I think it's freeing to not have to worry about such things, don't you?}} | ||
{{EmiliaContacts |says= | {{EmiliaContacts |says=Yeah… I suppose it is.<br><br>. . .<br><br><span style="font-size:85%">I was only a ''little'' curious…</span>}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says= | {{LauraBjörn |says=Mmmmm… Well I can't lie; I do ''enjoy'' curious girls! I don't know what it is exactly. They just tend to cum better!}} | ||
{{EmiliaS |says=Mooom! Staawp!}} | {{EmiliaS |says=Mooom! Staawp!}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Oh? Mistress went away so quickly, hmm? You're sounding a bit sassy for a ''spade''!}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Oh? Mistress went away so quickly, hmm? You're sounding a bit sassy for a ''spade''!}} | ||
{{EmiliaS |says= | {{EmiliaS |says=Well… Maybe that's just my type!}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=I bet it is, | {{LauraBjörn |says=I bet it is, too…<br><br>You know… you ''can'' wash off that mark now, hmm? You do know that, right?}} | ||
{{EmiliaContacts |says=I- I know. | {{EmiliaContacts |says=I- I know. I… just haven't tried yet…}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=I | {{LauraBjörn |says=I see…}} | ||
{{EmiliaShy |says=. . .}} | {{EmiliaShy |says=. . .}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=Well if soap doesn't work, try hand sanitizer or some hairspray; anything with alcohol should work well enough. Better than soap at least. To be honest it might not come out ''completely'', but I can get some isopropyl if you need it.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=Well if soap doesn't work, try hand sanitizer or some hairspray; anything with alcohol should work well enough. Better than soap at least. To be honest, it might not come out ''completely'', but I can get some isopropyl if you need it.}} | ||
{{EmiliaShy |says=It's fine. | {{EmiliaShy |says=It's fine. Er… I mean… thanks.}} | ||
{{LauraBjörn |says=You're welcome sweetie. Enjoy your bath.}} | {{LauraBjörn |says=You're welcome sweetie. Enjoy your bath.}} | ||
{{EmiliaNakedB |thinks= | {{EmiliaNakedB |thinks=God… the bath is nice. My shoulders are as sore as my pussy. And my legs only just stopped trembling a minute ago. That was an adventure and a half. Like a scary roller coaster dream… filled with orgasms… <br><br>I… I'm not sure what to think of it all yet. Letting go like that. Mom isn't wrong. It was freeing in a way. A scary freeing… as freeing as being tied down naked to a padded bench can feel, I guess. But… it sure was exciting.<br><br>All because of this black spade… ''<span style="font-size:175%">♠</span>''<br><br>Permanent ink… permanent… spade…}} | ||
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Emilia struggles with her | Emilia struggles with her spade… | ||
*[[Dirty Talk/Three Brats/June 24th, 2021/Mommy's Mark - An unexpected visitor/Sven/Conflicted|She needs Laura's help to get rid of it]] | *[[Dirty Talk/Three Brats/June 24th, 2021/Mommy's Mark - An unexpected visitor/Sven/Conflicted|She needs Laura's help to get rid of it.]] | ||
*[[Dirty Talk/Three Brats/June 25th, 2021/Mommy's Mark|She leaves it to test her mom]] | *[[Dirty Talk/Three Brats/June 25th, 2021/Mommy's Mark|She leaves it to test her mom.]] | ||
*[[Dirty Talk/Three Brats/June 26th, 2021/Mommy's Mark - An unexpected visitor/Emilia shows her friends| | *[[Dirty Talk/Three Brats/June 26th, 2021/Mommy's Mark - An unexpected visitor/Emilia shows her friends|She wants to show it to her friends.]] | ||
*[[Dirty Talk/Three Brats/June 24th, 2021/Emilia removes the black spade|She knows she can't keep it.]] | |||
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Latest revision as of 19:51, 26 December 2022
Unfreaking believable. What am I seeing? My baby sister is getting railed on a rack by some blonde bastard under mom's supervision? Mom is gliding around the room too, smirking and teasing, outright encouraging this guy. And… here I am watching them.
That shadow again… I swear I'm seeing things. Although… hmm… perhaps not.
Does mom even know this guy? Was that weird exchange at the door all for my benefit? Emilia said something - and maybe did something - to piss mom off, so mom called this guy to come over and fuck her? To punish her? I can't fucking believe this… and what weird bondage stuff is she pulling out now?
I've got to keep my head down. This window is so small though. Is it dirty on purpose? I can't see as much as I'd like to.
I assume Emilia's wearing a star or something, but… I can't see from this angle. Mom doesn't even know about all that stuff, does she? No, given what's going on, she must know. Why else would she be doing all this to Emilia?
Wait, does… dad know what's going on? If not, he fucking should. And I don't like this. Not one fucking -
I've got to keep my head down. This window is so small though. Is it dirty on purpose? I can't see as much as I'd like to.
I assume Emilia's wearing a star or something, but… I can't see from this angle. Mom doesn't even know about all that stuff, does she? No, given what's going on, she must know. Why else would she be doing all this to Emilia?
Wait, does… dad know what's going on? If not, he fucking should. And I don't like this. Not one fucking -
Well it seems your sister was lifting her skirt and flashing her pussy while we were out running errands yesterday and managed to lure that boy all the way back to our house like some sort of slutty siren song.
What am I doing to her, you ask? How about you, hmm? From the way you and your sister were speaking earlier, it seems safe to assume that the two of you have become quite familiar since we've moved here, hmm?
Wait, she knows? Or is that just a guess?
Look, it isn't like that. It was supposed to be the opposite. She keeps trying to get into this stupid game some kids are playing, and I… well, I guess that's what she must have been doing yesterday too, but I… I was only trying to show her what it could become because -
That's enough, Sven. We can discuss all of that and more later. For now, stop peeking through the window and come inside. You're going to attract attention creeping around out here.
I need to take a closer look at whatever the fuck's going on before I judge… but I don't like this…
Hush up you. There's no need to get antsy. Sven, this is Lucas. Better? Lucas, this is Sven, the older brother of that twitchy little cocksleeve you're stretching on my sawhorse.
Dude, the fuck is this…?
Oh shit. Is that a black SPADE?! That… explains some things I guess. No wonder Emilia has been going on about diamonds if she's already wearing spades!
What in the crazy hell happened to you, sis? You still look like my cute younger half… sort of… but this is exactly what I was fucking warning about; going too far…
Wait, is this even Emilia's doing, or… did mom do this to her?
What in the crazy hell happened to you, sis? You still look like my cute younger half… sort of… but this is exactly what I was fucking warning about; going too far…
Wait, is this even Emilia's doing, or… did mom do this to her?
Best to keep my opinions to myself for now, but… this needs further investigation…
Damn. Even her being grounded might have something to do with this…
Although I already dropped the sawhorse as low as it will go, and her legs were struggling when she was fresh…
No, I already stated that's not on the table. I want her strapped down, to feel more like a slave than a mere submissive, so she can stay right there. If you don't want to hold her then fine. Lucas, since my son won't help, you can let her down gently.
You're just going to let her flop down and double back over the edge of that thing? Her arms are strapped to the other side. I don't think she can stand like that.
What is this? Emilia's upper back can't move at all with her arms pulled over the other side of it. She's not trying to use her feet either, not really. Her toes are touching the floor, but her knees are bent, leaving herself all but suspended off one side.
Well, I have to pull this thing out of your mouth. At least 'til I'm done. And your head needs to come back a bit.
Huh. With her gag out, she has more spirit all of a sudden. She's at least trying to plant her feet.
Wow! Mom just stepped up and fingered her… Just like that. Just… forced herself inside.
I suppose… that's how it is with a spade, huh? But what's up with that response? Is Emilia into this, or is she just responding out of fear?
Lucas really shoved it in. Oh damn, look at her legs move now. She's stretched them out, pushed her toes hard against the floor, trying to raise her body higher. Maybe that's from mom's fingers, but it's probably so her neck isn't pulled back so far.
I mean… I suppose I could…
I mean… I suppose I could…
S-someone's grabbing both of my thighs? But… isn't mom fingering me? There ARE more people here!
Aw, that's great man! Yeah, lift her a little more, bud… get her more on top of this thing, help straighten her neck out for me.
I'm not gonna believe that unless I hear it from Emilia's mouth.
Mom's pacing around again. I swear she just wants to watch from every angle all at once.
Mom? Why are you stepping up behind me?
Oh, of course, how silly of me… you're merely "helping" your bound sister by spreading her legs, hmm? We both know you didn't have to step between your sister's slender thighs to hold onto them. She's not a wheelbarrow.
Damn… Having her tongue on the top… that's weird. Yeah, I can slow it down fo you… you really wanna suck it, too. You don't even need instructions, do you?
God, now mom's rubbing my shoulders.
Tell me then… you came out to the shed for a reason. What's stopping you from going further? Lucas shouldn't be the only one having fun.
She's taking all this teasing really far… but… surely she wouldn't go farther…?
Well, as soon as I opened the front of your pants your underwear just ballooned forward through the gap. Why would that be?
Oh my goodness… I've tried to push them down but it's as if something is in the way! Maybe it's your pants, but… well, I'd have to take them off to go any further. Unless I just reach inside…
That's alright, isn't it? You'd rather not drop your sister, would you?
That's alright, isn't it? You'd rather not drop your sister, would you?
Her hand… is in my shorts. She's… lifting my junk…!
This is such a big problem, isn't it? A big hard problem at that. I can't imagine having to carry it around all the time.
There you are. Aren't you glad I pulled it out for you honey? I can feel just how hard this must be for you.
Mom, are you seriously stroking me right now? Fucking… fuck….
Well, no need to thank me. Only trying to help. But I can certainly hold onto this until you figure out what to do with it…
Oh god, I am sooo fucking hard right now! Mom…. gripping my cock, pointing me at my little sister's…
. . .
I guess all I have to do is… pull Emilia's legs a little tighter… then lean forward… close the gap…
. . .
I guess all I have to do is… pull Emilia's legs a little tighter… then lean forward… close the gap…
S-splitting her pussy…
Oh… Oh GAAWD!!!
Disappearing… inside her…
Ohhh YES!!! My CLIT!!! Mmmm, rub it, mommy! I LOVE it! 💗
Mom hasn't even stepped away. She's just holding my shirt up, her hand on my stomach, and now she's touching Emilia… right above my cock.
All the moaning is opening up her throat for me! I've been fine with beating up her tonsils, but this is way better!
Two cocks… slipping in and out of me… but those fingers… on my clit… d-driving me crazy… o-over the edge!
God, her fingers… keep running over my shaft… it's not like I can fit all of me inside Emilia, but… mom's doing that on purpose…
Mmmm… She got him a little, but mostly my hand. But that was a nice little gush, wasn't it? I bet she can do better.
Go ahead, Sven. Keep going. I need to get something.
Go ahead, Sven. Keep going. I need to get something.
Let's make her do that again, hmm? You, me, and my special little toy… and your big fat cock of course! ♪
God is she tight. More than before. It's like her pussy is still spasming from her orgasm.
So many… fucking cocks… wanting me… using me…
Oh my god! Am I just like Venla now? She had no idea what was happening at the cottage, and yet she… She was Danny's, but that means I'm… I'm…
Oh my god! Am I just like Venla now? She had no idea what was happening at the cottage, and yet she… She was Danny's, but that means I'm… I'm…
There's still semen all over your body, but I simply can't help myself. Look at these adorable little nipples of yours, all strained and stiffened to two tiny points atop your elegant girlish chest. I just have to rub my fingers over them, to feel how stiff I've made them…
What a wonderful girl you are. You're more than a mistress could ever ask for, aren't y-
That's fucking crazy! Dude, she's drenching you! Hot as hell! I'm gonna cum straight down this bitch's throat!
Look at you! Back at it already? You're such a trooper. Here, let me help you. I really should have taken your pants off earlier…
It's no trouble! Step out with this foot… I'll get your shoe as well…. and the other… there you go!
I'll help lift your shirt as well, since I'm already here.
I'll help lift your shirt as well, since I'm already here.
Just tuck a hand under her bum. She's light enough. You can manage with one arm for a moment, can't you?
That's right. Pull your arm through. And I'll pop it over your head… then if you switch arms, we can… Voila! Now how about that! Your sister can't make your clothes any wetter if you aren't wearing them!
Yeah, I'm gonna give Emilia my big splash in a minute. Although I guess Lucas over there beat me to it.
Just stop for a second, honey. I'm going to stand here again… and reach in from behind you. But this time I'm going to put the wand… right here…
Wh-what? The penis inside me… it's… how is it vibrating?!
Mom is holding that wand against the shaft of my cock! Right in the middle of it. God, it's so strong I can feel it in my balls…
OH…! GOD…! That vibrating… b-ball… it keeps tapping… my vulva! M-my clit!
Fuck, she's spraying all over my dick! And this fucking thing is still buzzing my cock! I can't! It's gonna make me…
Mmm, perfect timing. Sven is cumming too, just like that! With just the buzz of a vibrator he's unleashing his load into the air, careening down onto this helpless ten-year-old spade's already spunk-spackled torso. What a wickedly magical sight!
FUCK! COCK! T-tore into me!
She's still…. holding… the wand…
Don't worry, I'm no stranger to this game. Sure, it took me a while to get comfortable with it, but once I figured out all the different rules it wa-
This was an exceptionally special experience, in more ways than one. And it should stay that way. I don't want you bragging to any of your friends. I certainly don't want you coming to my house ever again. And I never want you to speak a word of this to that girl.
Do I have to point? That one. The little girl you just face-fucked while she was strapped down. The one currently drenched in your semen, which the two of you liberally coated her with, inside and out.
That spade over there is a beautiful creature, one that we're all so lucky to have enjoyed. But the little girl who is going to walk back into our house in a few minutes has no idea who just did this to her, no idea who was so eager to defile her in so many ways… and we're going to keep it that way. That little mystery can be something she daydreams about, but not one that she should ever have to face.
You guess? If you have to guess, then you're going to fuck this up. So let me be even more clear. You've never met this girl in your life. Pretend none of this ever happened. If you are ever so fortunate to come across my daughter again, regardless of whatever those circumstances may be, then it will be the very first time you have ever done so. Isn't that right?
I… I'm such a fucking idiot for going along with this. I still don't like this. I should've said "no". I bet mom's just saying that to clear her own ass…
I never knew she was like this…
I never knew she was like this…
Best keep my mouth shut for now…
Mmmm, god… I'm getting wet again just drinking this in. Both of these strong young boys, their skin glistening, their cocks still swollen, standing naked at attention - my attention - with my beautiful spade hung to dry off of my sawhorse, dripping in so many ways, from so many holes…
But… she's not my spade… she's my daughter… and yet what a lovely spade she would make. She's so accepting, so open to possibility, like an unwritten page of a book. Emilia, Emilia….
But… she's not my spade… she's my daughter… and yet what a lovely spade she would make. She's so accepting, so open to possibility, like an unwritten page of a book. Emilia, Emilia….
It's good to see her relaxing. To decompress. Just leaning back into the tub… not very far, mind you. Her chest is in plain view, the water barely reaching her nipples. And her spade… that is out of the water as well.
Mmph, does that ever taunt me so.
Mmph, does that ever taunt me so.
Well then….. Take as long as you like! I'll be in the garden for a while yet, likely until I have to start on dinner. Still so much to do, given our distractions and all.
I just want to make sure, that's all. You really did… a lot. I'm proud of you. It was more than I thought you would.
Yeah. It's… kind of a blur, to be honest. After a while I never even expected it to stop. Like I never thought about that. That it would end, I mean. I couldn't focus on, well, anything. Only what I was feeling at any single moment. My brain thought it would all keep coming and coming, and, um… all that cumming….
Isn't it great to let someone else drive? To make someone else worry about all the work. Then you can stare out the window and take it all in… Which is also why I let your father drive so much!
I thought so. Let me sit with her for a moment.
She's… touching it.
Then let's keep all that between you and I, hmm? Whether I saw fit to punish you with a single tiny spank or a hundred veiny cocks… that was my decision, wasn't it?
Mmmmm… Well I can't lie; I do enjoy curious girls! I don't know what it is exactly. They just tend to cum better!
Well if soap doesn't work, try hand sanitizer or some hairspray; anything with alcohol should work well enough. Better than soap at least. To be honest, it might not come out completely, but I can get some isopropyl if you need it.
God… the bath is nice. My shoulders are as sore as my pussy. And my legs only just stopped trembling a minute ago. That was an adventure and a half. Like a scary roller coaster dream… filled with orgasms…
I… I'm not sure what to think of it all yet. Letting go like that. Mom isn't wrong. It was freeing in a way. A scary freeing… as freeing as being tied down naked to a padded bench can feel, I guess. But… it sure was exciting.
All because of this black spade… ♠
Permanent ink… permanent… spade…
I… I'm not sure what to think of it all yet. Letting go like that. Mom isn't wrong. It was freeing in a way. A scary freeing… as freeing as being tied down naked to a padded bench can feel, I guess. But… it sure was exciting.
All because of this black spade… ♠
Permanent ink… permanent… spade…
Emilia struggles with her spade…