We continued dating, first seeing each other just occasionally, but then we started to meet several times a week. She was patient with my insecurities...and inexperience to ridiculous degree and I adored her for it.As weeks went by, I was starting to be aware that the question of eventual sex was starting to hang over our heads more and more. She hadn't brought up the subject even once, but I knew that it wouldn't be long. And so it was that after eating some excellent lasagna that she had. "Brilliant," Sara replied enthusiastically, "I hadn't worked out whatto do with his hair yet."So I sat passively as the mother and daughter buzzed around meexcitedly, carefully connecting each strand of extension to my ownlongish hair. As I feared, the colour was a near perfect match, andonce attached it became hard to tell that they were extensions at all.It took ages for them to finish, and they chatted as they did so.Neither spoke to me, and I started to feel like I was simply their dollthat. I pulled out of Bianca's pussy and raised my hips. She growled when my dick grazed her anus. Bianca's hands squeezed her asscheeks tighter. I forced my cock into Bianca's ass. She pushed back, getting me deeper and deeper. I paused to get up on my feet. Leaning over Bianca, I let my weight drive my dick as deep into Bianca's ass as I could go.She was sweaty from the sex: her ass, her back, her hair, and her face. Nobody could have confused how she got that way!I put one hand between her. My legs are shaking, and my cock is drenched in Melody’s saliva and my precum. James pulled his cock out of Mistress’ wet pussy and stuck it in Brad’s mouth, thrusting once or twice and then thrusting back into Mistress’s wet pussy. I sat and helplessly watched while Mistress and her two play-toys teased each other until I felt another orgasm pulsing upwards towards the head my cock. *“Please, stop. Please, P, P, Please, stop.”* I said as I struggled to hold back from being pushed to the edge.