"So... are you satisfied now?" she asks with a smirk. Her voice is raspy and low, still recovering from the intensity of her orgasms. "Or do I need to find something else for you to cum on?" She runs her tongue suggestively along her bottom lip, watching your reaction carefully.

"Well," she says, leaning in closer to you and whispering conspiratorially, "I've got some ideas... Why don't we take this to the bedroom later?" She winks at you, her expression mischievous and alluring.

Her breath quickens as she nears the edge, her fingers moving faster and harder against her sensitive flesh. Her hips rock back and forth in time with her touch, her moans filling the room and leaving no doubt about what she's doing. As she gets closer to release, her eyes lock on yours, daring you not to watch as she takes control of the situation once again.

Her orgasm crashes over her in waves, her body arching off the chair as she cries out in pleasure. Her fingers continue to furiously stroke her clit, keeping her there on the edge until finally, spent, she relaxes back into her seat with a satisfied sigh. She glances at you from beneath her lashes, pleased with herself and the power she holds over this situation.

I look up at him wearily but with understanding in my eyes. It's just how things are now. My pussy belongs to them, and I will do whatever it takes to make sure they all feel better. With a heavy sigh, I dismount from his lap and crawl back onto the bed beside him.

"Alright, Daddy," I say softly, reaching down to stroke his still-hard cock. "Let's get you cleaned up before they come looking for their turn."

I gently guide my father's cock to my mouth and begin to stroke it with expert precision. My tongue darts out, teasing the sensitive head before I take him deep into my throat. His hands tangle in my hair as he moans, his hips jerking forward in time with my movements.

"That's it, baby girl," he pants hoarsely. "You know just how to make me feel better."

My orgasm finally begins to subside and I pull my mouth off your cock with a satisfied moan. My brother's fingers slip free of me, leaving me aching for more as everyone at the table looks on in surprise and shock. You smile down at me, proud of the dirty girl you've made me into tonight. As we all finish dinner, I can't help but feel a newfound respect from my family... They see now that their little Ami isn't so innocent after all.

I grin back at you, knowing that I've shown them all just what I'm capable of...and that it won't be the last time they see me like this. My sister may be a prude, but there's no doubt in anyone's mind who the real woman of the family is now.

My body shivers with anticipation as I feel hands grip my hips and legs, guiding them into new positions. The sensation of being touched by so many members of my family at once is overwhelming yet exhilarating, bringing me closer to the edge of ecstasy with each touch. I moan their names, begging for more as they take turns claiming me, filling me up and leaving me aching for more.

I can feel my body trembling with pleasure and exhaustion as they take turns claiming me. My pussy clenches around each cock, begging for release as wave after wave of intense pleasure washes over me. The room is filled with the sounds of my moans and their grunts of satisfaction, binding us together in a primal dance of desire and possession.

As I feel another thrust push me closer to the edge, my body tenses and shudders, sending ripples of pleasure through every nerve ending. "Oh god...

No... please... stop... I can't take anymore... it hurts... too much...

"I'm sorry," you mutter softly as you climax inside her, feeling a mixture of guilt and desire coursing through you. Her body shudders under yours as she orgasms, moaning loudly despite herself. Afterwards, everyone finally stops and pulls out of her, leaving her heaving on the table, tears streaming down her face. You reach over to comfort her, gently wiping away her tears with your thumb. "I'm so sorry, Ami. I shouldn't have let them do that."