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I pulled the ribbon off and opened the box and found sometype of plastic device inside."What is it sweetheart?" I asked as she took it from the box."It's just something to keep you safe and to keep those bitches away fromyou. It's called a chastity cage but you can think of it as a suit ofarmor protecting our little friend from the mean old world."As she spoke she fit the device onto me and I could see that, even assmall as I was, there would be no room for me to get hard in it. With afinal click she snapped shut a small padlock that would prevent thedevice from being removed."But how can I wear this, I won't be able to get hard with this on?" You mean you won't be strutting around with a little hard peepee for allto see, of course not. Maybe the women you've been flirting with will getthe message that your little clit belongs to me." Honey I wasn't flirting..." Well now even if one of those bitches could have convinced you to foolaround they can't get at you through your protection.. Melania cupped them both them kissed each one. Tiffany spread out on the floor, Melania’s head following to Tiffany’s pussy. After a few licks, she went up to Tiffany’s Mouth and then tongue wrestled. My further part of all the shows my sisters and stepmother preformed for favorite part of the “shows” the Trump women did: Melania breast-feeding Tiffany.Ever since I was young, Family events became incest orgies. My stepmother Melania loved the way Ivanka “ate her out”. Tiffany liked the way Ivanka sucked her tits. My Dad liked her ass. I just loved fucking Ivanka in every way.Melania led me to one side of Ivanka. Tiffany led Father Paul to the other side. Father Paul and my stood legs spread beside Ivanka. Melania got on her knees and started to service my wang. Melania did the same to Father Paul. Our wicks got hard at the same time we them ‘Shot them off” at the same time on Ivanka’s jugs. Father Paul and me them rubbed our jism on the tit nearest to each one of us and kissed it.To.
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