Chapter 17

Soft hands caress my legs and try to pull away, but have nowhere to go. His tongue takes advantage of my weakened moment to press down and feel the point dig in. Hot breath reaches my lips as fingers move closer and feel hair brush my thighs. This is why I’m blindfolded and tied. He’s brought a woman into my bedroom and no means to fight what’s going to follow.

He starts to pull back as her tongue presses between my lips. I should be sickened by the thought of having any woman doing this to me, but it feels amazing. Without his lips pressed against my mouth, there’s nothing to muffle the moans of pleasure that start to encompass my body.

His hands press the blindfold back and yanks a few hairs, but I hardly notice the pain. An ebony face can be seen between my legs and her pink tongue looks amazing. Her dark eyes stare up at me as my sighs turn to moans, and my arms fight to pull down to touch her face.

My son’s voice fills with anticipation. “This is Walt’s twin sister, Jasmine. The four of us are going to have so much fun, mom.”

Between the moans, I ask, “Four?”

His fingers caress my cheek as I continue to watch. “That’s right, mom.” His voice raises as his fingers move down my neck. “Com on in, Walt.”

Walt walks in with a grin as his sister continues to pleasure me with her tongue. My eyes move down his dark body to rest on the largest dick I’ve ever seen, which scares me a little. My hands yank against the restraints, but it’s no use. I’m not going anywhere.

My son’s hands press hard against my tits as Walt gets behind his sister and feel her tongue press into my pussy. Pleasure fills her face as the force of his dick causes her to enter me a little more, and fingers squeeze my nipples. Her fingers work my clit, which causes warmth to fill my body.

The sound of Walt’s pounding fills my ears as he hammers away at his sister and she gives off muffled moans into my pussy. My hands fight to break free, but all it does is pinch my wrists. My son’s fingers press wonderfully against my nipples as I get closer to the edge.

She’s pulling away as Walt grunts out and tilts her head back. Her eyes are closed as she calls out her pleasure and I just need a few more moments. My son releases his grip and the only flesh I feel is hers.

It’s over and I fear they’re going to leave my like this, but she recovers quickly. There’s a glint in her dark eyes that tells me this isn’t close to over. She’s standing before me and her dark nipples point out at wonderful angles from her small tits.