My pussy got a bit wetter and my clit rubbing got a little faster. It was about 30 minutes later when the last spreadie appeared on the screen and Jack tuned to look at me. My nipples were rock hard and my right hand had done a good job, I was about to cum. I’d reached the point of no return with Jack looking at me and the orgasm exploded out of me. Both Jack and Oliver stared at me as the waves got higher, then higher, then reduced to no more than a trickle. “I guess that rule number 2 will have Solo to be that you sit on a towel every time that you are sitting on any kind of fabric.” Jack said when I got up telling them that I had to go to the bathroom. As I sat on the toilet I contemplated my situation. Was I happy with the latest turn of events? Did I need to start looking for somewhere else to live? Could I trust these 2 to not send photos of the naked me to any of softcore my family or work colleagues? Could I really spend all of my time in the apartment naked with these 2 guys watching my every move? My mind was in turmoil, part of me wanted to go and pack my bags but the other part of me wanted MILF me to comply with everything that Jack and Oliver had told me. My brain was seriously being indian influenced by my pussy, and I was sure that it was because of my pussy amateur that I decided to do what they were telling me. It was telling me that agreeing to be their nearly a slave would satisfy all my suppressed desires and cravings. Besides, hadn’t I already agreed to their demands? Stripping for them and then making myself cum in front of them, surely that told them that I would comply with their demands. I was just about to get off the toilet and go and tell them that I’d do anything that they asked when the bathroom door opened and Oliver said, “Leave the bathroom door open all the time from now on as well.” When I got back to the sofa Jack said, “So you’ve come to the conclusion that doing whatever we say is the right thing to do, and that by doing so you will turn all your hidden fantasies in to reality?” “Yes.” I quietly replied. “I didn’t hear you Emily, speak up.” “Damn you, both of you. YES I WILL DO WHATEVER YOU SAY. And yes, it will make some of my fantasies come true.” “There you are girl, that wasn’t so bad was it?” "No, my Bast." She indian wiggled and jerked against her brother's groin and screamed, "Fuck... Looking up MILF into my eyes she gave me a sexy grin and said, "Relax, no one is paying attention to us. Abigail shifts on the table as the trocar enters, and moves in motion as Zeke proceeds to impel the shaft in and around her abdomen. You are speaking before your turn. Her amateur pussy must be gushing her cream, her softcore snatch writhing around my sex toy the same way my pussy convulsed around my Master's shaft. She decided to take Erica too, and sign her up to work there as well. She finally got out of bed and asked if she could have a shower. That was what the crazy girls in this parallel reality believed. “Froktora.” Solo Soon as Lindsey came back around she stood back up and I slipped out of her. “Listen, you should just get some rest. She did not seem to care; even better, she backed her ass up to Harry.