After a minute or two, as both Jill and I aggressively fucked each other, our breathing getting heavier, our orgasms desperate to explode, Caroline, one hand on the camera, the other holding the magic wand, leaned forward and put the buzzing wand on our grinding cunts. Desi sex “Our mother’s sister?” I asked. “What is your sexual weakness?”
“Well you already know I was submissive to Mike and I miss it sometimes,” I admitted. “Stop moving my pets,” Caroline ordered. “Call me names, Mistress,” I begged, so close, hoping some nasty name calling could be the trigger to reaching my third orgasm in a row. “He was a dominant persona.”
“And?” I asked, continuing to play stupid. “Ditto,” Jill laughed. Jill whimpered, “Please Mistress, I can’t handle much more teasing.”
“You can come once our little sister answers a simple question,” Caroline replied turning to me. Caroline, on the other hand, was Jill’s polar opposite.
