Toss it all, everyone ought to get a good fuck

Sarah Sorayama was not sure what to do. She had never felt this way before about a woman, but then she had not really thought of John this way either. Was it because she was already amorous from John's attentions? She wondered if he had something to do with this; had he planned this? She turned her head to ask John, but did need to, the look of shock was too honest to be and thing other than real. So she simply said, "John"

John took a moment. The space of that moment seemed infinite to Sarah. Finally he said, "Sarah, I claimed you. You are mine, and I will not share you, but if you wanted to make her yours I guess I would be happy to see you happy." Isis's eyes widened. Some knowledge tickled in the back of his head, but John could not quite remember it. It was a strange knowledge, something his blood knew better than his brain, and that too bothered him.

While Isis now looked sullen, Sarah was ecstactic. "This is all so obscene, no one should want to be owned, but I do. I want to be yours. I don't want to be anyone else's, but I do want Isis. I don't know why, but I do. Oh God, if anyone from school were see us now," and Sarah barked a laugh."

She turned to Isis, "Will you be mine?"

Isis gave the slightest nod.

"Say it," John said. "Say you are Sarah's woman. Say you shall obey her as your mistress."

"I belong to Mistress Sarah, I shall obey her as my mistress," Isis said and you, John, as the master of my mistress.

"My master," Sarah whispered. "Yes, I want to be mastered. What is happening to me," she asked herself.

"Well, enough of that," John said and clapped his hands. "Sarah, I really need your sex right now. So get that ass over her." John grabbed Sarah around the waist. He pulled her over his torso so that she sat on his stomach and his steel hard manhood rested between her ass cheeks. She began rubbing her cunt against his stomach. Isis moved behind Sarah, cupping her breast while pressing her own into Sarah back. Isis began to rub her massive tits against Sarah's back while neading and playing with Sarah's tits.

John's cock was pressed firmly between Sarah's ass and Isis's mons. Their writhing bodies were a bit chaffing at first, but their various sexual juices quickly slicked his dick. It was swelling, throbbing, streching and aching, and it all felt. John's dick had grown so long that the top of it was visible above Sarah's head. John's eye widened in surprise.

"John, what-" Sarah tried to aske but he quickly reacted slipping his finger between himself and Sarah's pussy. Fingerring her made forget all about her question. He was going to have to be care; he could really hurt someone with that thing.

Isis put the thing between her massive tits and slowly massaged them up and down the sides John's cock. Sarah's ass cheeks were mimiccing the act just a little be lower. An idea come to him, a sick, perverted idea he had seen in a japanese animation, a hentai anime, the he tried to move his dick making it wriggle like a snake. He felt the tip of Isis's tongue caress the bottom his shaft. Using that sensation he guided his trouser snake into her mouth. With diabolic expertise Isis gave him a blow job like only an ancient sex demon with millennia of practice could. He could feel it. The sexual energy moving into this body. He could almost see sparkling scarlet energy flowing from both their bodies. But Sarah's was so much sweeter. He needed more.