me.

“So you can do anything to Kimmie, right?” she asked.

I was suddenly feeling nervous and wondered where this was going. “Yeah, she agreed to it,” Dad said.

“So if I told you to fuck her arse with that huge cock of yours, you could?” Dad nodded, “If I wanted to ask you to **** her out on your cock, you could?” Again Dad nodded. Julie moaned, “Use her **** body?”

Dad laughed, “Well, that does happen. Pete enjoys drugging our slaves and being rough with them, so when they wake up, they are sore and bruised.”

“Oh, I wanna see that,” Julie said almost instantly.

I shot a look at her, “Why?” I asked, but as I looked at her, I saw the telltale look on her face she always had when she was planning something. “You’re up to something; you’re not going to cut my nipples off while I’m ****, are you?”

Julie laughed, “No. Please, can we **** Kimmie? I want to see you **** her while she’s out cold and wake up without being able to enjoy the ****. I mean, who knows, it may even help me decide about if I’m going to sign on as well.”

I went to protest, but Dad spoke over me. “Kimmie, Ensuite medicine cabinet, bring the bottle with the blue label back.”

“Yes, Daddy,” I said as I turned to leave.

“This is going to be so much fun,” I heard Julie say as I left the room, “trust me, you will enjoy it as well.

I got back a few moments later to see Julie on her knees, sucking on Dad’s cock; his head was laid back in pleasure. “So,” he said when he noticed me, “how long for?”

Julie pulled her head back with an audible pop, “An hour or two is all we need.”

“Kimmie, take ten mils of that syrup and then come back here and join Julie sucking my cock; it will take a few minutes to kick in.” I sighed and went to the kitchen, returning a few moments later as Julie attempted to deepthroat my father. I poured out some of the syrup onto the spoon and swallowed it, gagging at the taste.

Then I did as I was told, kneeling with Julie. We both pursed our lips as if we were kissing each other, but Dad’s cock was in the road and slowly moved up and down his shaft. His moaning indicated that he was enjoying himself. We also took turns sucking on his cock head while the other sucked on his huge balls.

After about ten minutes, I was struggling to focus, and after another five, I realised I wasn’t responding to my name. I was busy bobbing my mouth on my father’s cock when I fell asleep, and the last thing I remembered was Julie giggling excitedly.

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