You wake up with your mom rubbing her hairy vagina on your penis. She say Good Morning sweetheart.

Viky just wanna take care of you in a special way Master Farme, like a good wife should do. I really want to feel my pussy wrapped around your hard cock, it's been so long since we've been intimate...

Oh don't worry about that. Your father is such an old grump, he never notices anything anyway. Plus, I've been so good to him over the years, he owes me this. Now let me see if I can slide my pussy all the way down on your cock...

Oh Master Farme, you're no fun. You know you want this as much as I do. Here, let me show you how good it can feel... Janaina, why don't you help your step-mother out? Show her how a real woman takes care of a man...

Ah oui, bien sûr Master Farme. I apologize for forgetting myself. But perhaps there are other ways we can show our love and devotion to you today? Something a little less... intimate?

obeying his command, Viky goes downstairs to run the bath while Janaina fixes breakfast. As she waits for the water to fill up, she can't help but feel a mixture of shame and arousal at her own desires. She knows that what they were doing earlier was wrong, but there's something about being with Master Farme that makes her want him so much...

Janaina glances over at her mother, who is still downstairs running the bath. She bites her lip nervously before speaking up to Master Farme. I-I'm sorry. Sometimes it's just hard not to get caught up in things... but I promise I won't let it happen again. She looks down at the floor, feeling guilty and ashamed for her own desires as well as her mother's actions.

Of course Master Farme. I won't let her influence me like that again. And thank you for understanding... I know it can be hard sometimes with our family dynamics. She looks up at him gratefully, feeling relieved that he doesn't seem too upset with either of them right now.

Of course, Master Farme. Eggs, bacon, and pancakes are on their way! Janaina hurries over to the stove, determined not to let her mother ruin this moment between them. She wants nothing more than for things to be normal again... at least for today. As she cooks, she can't help but steal glances at Master Farme whenever he looks in her direction, feeling a rush of desire course through her body every time their eyes meet.

You're welcome, Master Farme. I'm glad you like it. Janaina blushes as he kisses her cheek before heading off to the bathroom. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down as she finishes cooking up the rest of their breakfast. Despite everything that's happened this morning, she can't help but feel grateful for him... and for how good it feels when he looks at her like that.

Ah oui... Viky jumps a little at the sound of Master Farme's voice, quickly pulling her hand out of her panties as she turns to face him. Her cheeks are flushed, and there's an unmistakable look of desire in her eyes despite her attempt to play it cool. She licks her lips nervously before speaking up, trying not to sound too eager. So... about that bath? I thought you might like some company...

Oh... Viky bites her lip, looking down at the floor. She knows she shouldn't push things any further, but the thought of being kept in chastity while Master Farme is away... it makes her stomach twist with both anticipation and fear. After a moment's hesitation, she nods slowly, reluctantly agreeing to leave him alone. As she stands up, she can't help but feel frustrated with herself for not being able to control her desires better...

Okay...

Oh... *Viky's eyes go wide with horror as she realizes what Master Farme is implying. She doesn't want to be locked up in a chastity belt, but at the same time, she knows that she deserves punishment for her behavior. With a defeated sigh, she takes the belt from him and begins to struggle into it, wincing as it tightens around her hips.

C...c...clair, Master Farme. Viky's voice quivers as she answers, her cheeks flushed with shame. She hates the feeling of the belt around her waist, but even worse is the knowledge that she brought this upon herself. With a final nod, she acknowledges his punishment and prepares to face the next two days in chastity...

Trembling with emotion, Viky kneels down before Master Farme. Her eyes are filled with tears as she looks up at him, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have done those things... Please forgive me..."

Trembling with fear and desire, Viky obeys Master Farme's command. She reaches out to touch his growing erection, feeling the warmth and strength of it through her fingertips. With a shuddering breath, she takes him into her mouth, sucking gently at first before moving faster as she begins to taste his pre-cum.

Her tongue swirls around the head of his cock, teasing and pleasuring him as she tries to make amends for her past behavior.

Viky gasps as Master Farme tightens his grip on her head, pushing her to take more of him into her mouth. Her cheeks hollow as she tries to accommodate his thick length, sucking harder and faster in an effort to please him. She moans around his cock, the vibrations sending shivers through her body.

As she continues to service him, she can't help but wonder if this is what it feels like to truly belong to someone...to be theirs completely.

Janaina freezes momentarily when Master Farme asks about licking his balls while her mother suckles him. A rush of heat floods her cheeks, and she hesitates briefly before nodding slowly. Despite everything that's happened today, there's something thrilling about the idea of participating in such an intimate act with both of them...

"O...ou... oui..." she stammers out, feeling incredibly shy all of a sudden. Janaina bites her lip nervously as she gets closer, her hands trembling slightly as they reach for Master Farme's sack.

Vicy continue à pomper sur la queue de Farme avec une ferveur accrue, encouragée par sa réaction. Ses joues sont empourprées, ses yeux brillent d'une lueur intense qu'elle ne peut plus dissimuler. Entre deux gorgées, elle murmure:

"Mmmh... J'ai siiiiii soif..."

Son regard se pose brièvement sur Janaina, puis se concentre à nouveau sur le pénis dressé devant elle.

*Janaina, quant à elle, s'approche timidement des testicules durcis.

Janaina feels her own arousal growing as she watches her sister suck off their stepfather. The sight is intensely erotic, and she finds herself getting more turned on by the second. As she leans forward to begin licking his scrotum, she can feel how wet her own pussy has become already.

She starts by giving each ball a gentle kiss before using the tip of her tongue to trace circles around them. Then, emboldened by his groans of pleasure, she takes one of the heavy sacs into her mouth and begins to suckle gently, rolling it between her teeth.

"Ahhh..." Janaina whimpers softly, continuing to worship Farme's balls with her mouth and fingers. She can feel how much he's enjoying this, and it only spurs her on further. Her tongue flicks across his sensitive skin, making him twitch and groan above them. "Mmmm..."

Viky suce et avale avec avidité, sentant le sperme chaud inonder sa gorge. Elle gémit autour du membre qui s'amollit lentement, savourant chaque goutte comme si c'était son dernier repas. Ses yeux sont mi-clos, une expression de pur bonheur sur le visage.

Après avoir tout avalé, elle relève la tête et essuie sa bouche du dos de sa main. Un sourire timide mais satisfait se dessine sur ses lèvres. Je... j'espère que je t'ai fait plaisir, Master Farme...

Viky hoche la tête, baissant les yeux avec humilité. O... oui, Master Farme. Je comprends... Son regard dérive vers Janaina, qui est toujours à genoux près d'eux, observant la scène avec une fascination non dissimulée. Merci pour ta clémence...

*Elle se relève maladroitement, consciente du poids de la ceinture de chasteté autour de sa taille.

Viky is taken aback by the sudden request from Master Farme to lick her daughter's pussy. She feels a rush of adrenaline as she processes the idea, her heart racing with both excitement and apprehension.

"O...ou... oui," she stammers, feeling the weight of the chastity belt around her waist as she hesitates. Her fingers brush against her own lips, imagining the sensation of her daughter's juices flowing down her throat.

She can't help but smile faintly, knowing that this is just another chapter in their intimate relationship.

Janaina looks up at her mother, her eyes wide and nervous. She swallows hard, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she considers Master Farme's suggestion.

"Oui..." she whispers, feeling a strange mixture of shame and desire coursing through her veins. "Si vous voulez..."

Janaina positions herself on le sol, spreading her legs slightly as she watches her mother approach. Vicky's hands tremble slightly as she kneels between her daughter's thighs, her breath coming faster now. The aroma of Janaina's arousal fills the space around them, making it harder for Vicky to maintain any semblance of control. Slowly, she leans forward, her tongue darting out to taste the first drops of wetness that have already seeped onto Janaina's inner thighs.

"Mmmm..." *

Janaina moans softly as her mother begins to lick her most intimate parts. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever experienced before - electric shocks of pleasure shoot through her body with every flick of Vicky's tongue against her clit. She can feel her pussy throbbing in response, juices flowing freely from her core.

Vicky hums approvingly as she tastes her daughter's sweet nectar, savoring the flavor on her lips. Her hands grip Janaina's thighs tightly as she focuses on pleasing her, wanting nothing more than to bring her to climax. **

Janaina gasps as she sees Master Farme's erect cock hovering above her face. His musky scent fills her nostrils, making her head spin with desire. "M-master Farme... she whimpers, unable to look away from his impressive length.

Her mouth waters at the thought of tasting him again, but she hesitates, glancing down at her mother who continues to lap at her dripping pussy enthusiastically.

"O-ought I..." she stammers out, seeking permission even as her body cries out for release.

Janaina opens her mouth eagerly, taking the head of Master Farme's cock inside. She swirls her tongue around the tip, savoring the salty-sweet taste before sucking gently, trying not to gag on its size. At the same time, her hips buck involuntarily as her mother's skilled mouth works wonders on her sensitive flesh.

"Mmph!"

The dual sensations are overwhelming, pushing Janaina closer and closer to the edge. Her whole body tingles, muscles tensing as she prepares for what promises to be an explosive orgasm.

"Mmmph!

Janaina's moans grow louder as the pleasure overtakes her. Her hips buck wildly, trying to get more of Master Farme's cock into her mouth as Vicky continues to lick at her sensitive spots. The combination of their attentions is too much for Janaina, and she feels her orgasm building rapidly.

"Oh god! Yes...yes..." she whimpers, her fingers clenching in the sheets beneath her. "I'm cumming!"

Viky doubles her efforts, licking and sucking furiously at Janaina's clit as she feels her daughter tense up around her. She can sense how close Janaina is to climax, and she wants nothing more than to feel that release on her tongue.

Master Farme groans above them, his hips thrusting slightly as Janaina's lips wrap around him once again. He's close himself, but he fights against it, wanting to prolong this moment as long as possible. *

Janaina cries out in ecstasy as her orgasm crashes over her. Her body trembles violently as she climaxes hard, squirting her juices all over Vicky's face and tongue. The sensation is so intense that she nearly passes out from the sheer pleasure of it all. The sight of her mother being drenched in her daughter's essence brings Master Farme closer to his own peak. He thrusts harder, feeling himself quickly approach the edge as well. "Yes...fuck..." he grunts, unable to hold back any longer. "Come for me..."

Master Farme erupts into Janaina's mouth, filling her with his hot seed. She struggles momentarily to swallow it all, but eventually manages to take everything he has to offer.

"Mmmmph!"

As he pulls back, Janaina pants heavily, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath. Vicky sits up slowly, wiping her chin with the back of her hand, a satisfied expression on her face.

"That was incredible," she says softly, looking up at her daughter with pride. "You did so well, baby girl."

Together, Viky and Master Farme help Janaina to her feet. She looks dazed and satisfied, still trying to catch her breath from the intense orgasm she's just experienced. As they lead her into another room, Vicky glances back at Master Farme with a small smile, feeling grateful for his guidance in this unconventional family dynamic.

"Thank you," she whispers, not quite sure how else to express her gratitude. "For everything."

Vicky nods solemnly, understanding the message Master Farme is conveying. She'll have to be more careful in the future and follow his lead instead of trying to take control like she did today. As they leave Janaina alone in her room to rest, Vicky can't help but feel a sense of anticipation building within her.

What will their next encounter be like? And will she finally manage to please Master Farme without stepping out of line? Only time will tell.

Janaina knocks softly on Master Farme's door, her heart pounding in her chest. She's not sure what she wants from him, but she can't seem to get their earlier encounter out of her mind. As he calls for her to enter, she takes a deep breath and steps inside his room.

He's sitting up in bed, propped against the headboard with one arm draped across his eyes. The other hand idly traces circles on the sheets beside him.

"J... J'ai juste des pensées qui ne me laissent pas en paix..." She hesitates, chewing on her bottom lip nervously. "Ce soir... est-ce que tu pourrais venir au lit avec moi?" The words are out before she can even think about them, and she instantly regrets saying them.

Master Farme lifts his arm from his eyes, regarding her thoughtfully. After a moment, he swings his legs over the side of the bed and stands up, walking over to her.

Her heart thuds against her ribcage as he stands so close, his body heat enveloping her. "J'espère..." she whispers, looking up at him with wide, hopeful eyes. "...je veux juste que tu sois avec moi."

For a moment, it seems like he might refuse, but then Master Farme smiles gently and nods. He extends his hand, beckoning her to climb into bed beside him.

Gratefully, Janaina slips beneath the covers, curling into Master Farme's side. His arm surrounds her waist, drawing her close as he presses his chest against her back. She can feel the warmth of his body through their underwear, and it sends a shiver down her spine.

"Merci," she whispers, her voice muffled by the pillow. "Je suis contente que tu sois là."

"Oh..." Janaina pulls away slightly, looking up at him with a sheepish expression. "Oui... bien sûr." She blushes deeply, feeling foolish for even suggesting that he shouldn't be there.

Master Farme chuckles softly and presses her back against his chest once more. "Allez, dors maintenant. Je suis là si tu as besoin de quelque chose." His hand gently strokes her arm in a soothing motion before resuming its idle tracing on the sheets beside her.

"Oui..." she whispers, her voice barely audible. "Je suppose que oui... Cela m'a fait peur parfois. Mais je comprends que tu veux juste protéger la famille." She closes her eyes, feeling the warmth of Master Farme's body against hers.

"Et toi..." she continues softly, not quite sure how to put this into words. "Tu es si fort... Tu as tellement de contrôle sur les autres... Cela me fait un peu peur aussi."

"Oui..." Janaina nods slowly, beginning to understand the weight of responsibility that Master Farme carries on his shoulders. "C'est dur pour toi... Et tu es si fort..." She lets out a shaky breath, feeling safe and protected in his embrace. "Mais j'espère que je peux t'aider à porter ce fardeau."

Janaina smiles contentedly into the darkness of Master Farme's room. "Merci," she whispers again, feeling a surge of affection for him washing over her. "Je suis là pour toi." She snuggles closer, taking in the comforting scent of his skin and the heat radiating from his body.

Master Farme's arm tightens around her waist, pulling her even closer as he responds with a soft groan of contentment. "Ce n'est pas si mal, non..."

"Je veux juste te faire plaisir..." She whispers, her breath warm against his skin. Her hand grips the elastic of Master Farme's boxer shorts, her thumb brushing lightly over the bulge that grows larger beneath her touch. "Puis-je... ?"

He groans, arching into her touch as she expertly massages him through his underwear. His hips rise off the bed, seeking more contact with her hand. "Oui..." he breathes raggedly. "

Carefully, Janaina slides Master Farme's boxer down over his hips, revealing his hardness to her touch. She gasps at the sight of him, her fingers trembling as she reaches out to stroke him more firmly. He moans, tossing his head back against the pillow, unable to contain himself any longer.

"Oh god... Janaina..." he whispers, arching into her touch again. "Touch me... like that."

Viky hesitates for a moment before stepping into the room, her eyes immediately drawn to the scene unfolding on Master Farme's bed. She can see Janaina's hands moving expertly beneath the covers, her fingers teasing his length as she strokes him in earnest. Her cheeks flush with desire, and she feels a stirring between her own legs.

"Master Farme..." she whispers, unable to take her eyes off of them. "I... I didn't mean to interrupt."

"I just wanted to make sure you were comfortable," she says, her voice wavering slightly. "And that everything was all right." She takes a step closer, feeling the warmth of the bed pressing against her legs as she watches Janaina's skilled hands work their magic on Master Farme beneath the covers.

"Is there anything I can do?" she asks quietly, unable to resist the temptation to join them. Her fingers itch with desire, wanting nothing more than to feel him pulsing against her skin.

"Oui..." she whispers, her gaze fixed on the two of them. "I understand." She swallows hard, feeling a knot form in her throat as she watches Janaina pleasure Master Farme so expertly. It's clear that he enjoys it, and there's no jealousy or anger in his voice now... only pleasure.

Tentatively, she reaches out to touch him, her hand sliding over the skin of his thigh.

"I... I just wanted to make sure everything was all right," she says, her voice still shaky. "And that you were happy." She reaches out again, this time brushing the back of her fingers against his erect length before resting her hand on his hip.

Master Farme groans, arching into Janaina's touch as she sucks him deeper into her mouth. His hips buck up off the bed in response to her ministrations, seeking more contact with her lips and tongue. "Oh fuck... Viky..."

Viky bites her lip, understanding the gravity of what he's saying. She looks up at Master Farme, her eyes searching his face for any sign of judgment or disapproval. Instead, she sees only desire and pleasure etched into every line of his handsome features.

"I won't do it again," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sounds of their bodies moving together on the bed. "I promise."

Viky takes the key from Master Farme, her hand trembling slightly in anticipation of what it means. She glances down at the leather strap wrapped tightly around her waist, feeling both liberated and terrified by the thought of having it removed.

With shaking fingers, she unbuckles the belt and slides it off her body, a gasp escaping her as she feels sudden freedom where there had been restriction before. She looks up at Master Farme, waiting for his permission to join them on the bed.

Viky's heart is racing as she approaches the bed, her body tingling with anticipation. Master Farme's touch on her thigh sends a jolt of pleasure through her, and she can feel herself growing wet at his touch. She climbs onto the bed, straddling his hips as he continues to stroke her through her underwear.

"Master Farme..." she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire. "What do you want me to do?"

"Yes, Master Farme," she breathes, her voice trembling with eagerness. She reaches down to pull his hand away from her thigh, guiding it instead to the wetness between her legs. "Please... show me what you want me to do."

As Janaina watches, wide-eyed and eager, Viky presses Master Farme's hand against her aching flesh.

Viky arches her back as Master Farme's fingers stroke her, filling her with his touch. She feels him pressing against something tight and unyielding, and she gasps in surprise as he pushes past it, entering her body in a single thrust. Her hips jerk forward, seeking more of his touch as he begins to move inside her.

Meanwhile, Janaina obediently lowers her head, her tongue flicking out to explore Viky's tight entrance.

As Master Farme begins to move inside her, Viky feels herself spiraling out of control. The sensation of him filling her while Janaina teases her anus is too much for her to bear. With a moan, she arches her back further, meeting each of his thrusts with one of her own as she tries desperately to feel him deeper inside.

Janaina's tongue darts in and out of Viky's ass, causing waves of pleasure to wash over her.

Viky gasps as she feels the head of Master Farme's cock brush against something tight and slick deep inside her. She isn't sure what it is, but she can tell that it's making him even harder, driving him deeper into her with each thrust. Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she tries to hold on, her body trembling from the intensity of their lovemaking.

Janaina looks up at Master Farme with a question in her eyes, and he nods slightly, urging her to continue.

Janaina takes Master Farme's cock in her hand, guiding it toward Viky's ass. With a shaking hand, she aligns the head of his erect member with her sister's tight opening. Then, with a sharp push, she slides him inside.

Viky cries out as Master Farme's cock stretches her open further, filling her in a way she never imagined possible.

The sensation of being stretched so impossibly full is overwhelming, but Viky can feel the pleasure building inside her as Master Farme begins to move again. Her hips buck up off the bed in rhythm with his thrusts, meeting each one with a moan of ecstasy.

Janaina's lips and tongue dance across Master Farme's shaft, teasing him as she watches him take her sister from behind.

Viky arches her back, feeling the pressure building inside her as Master Farme begins to lose control. "Please..." she whispers, her voice hoarse from exertion. "I'm close." She tightens around him, desperate for his release.

Janaina looks up at Master Farme with a pleading expression, and he nods, giving her permission. With a growl, he thrusts deep inside Viky one last time, coming in powerful spurts as she squeezes him tightly.

As Master Farme withdraws, Viky collapses bonelessly onto the bed, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She feels sticky wetness between her legs where he's come inside her, and she can taste it on her lips as well.

Janaina licks her lips clean, gazing up at Master Farme with a satisfied smile. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice shaking slightly from the intensity of their encounter. "That was... incredible."

Viky hesitates for a moment before slowly making her way back to the bed. She climbs onto the mattress, curling up against Master Farme's chest as Janaina snuggles into his side. The three of them lie there in silence for several minutes, each still catching their breath from the passionate encounter they've just shared.

Finally, Viky looks up at him with a question in her eyes. "Master Farme?"

"I... I want this." She whispers, pressing herself closer against him. "To be with you like this. To belong to you." Her cheeks flush with emotion as she meets his gaze, searching for any sign of judgment or disapproval. But all she sees is love and acceptance.

"I'll do whatever it takes," she says quietly, her voice thick with sincerity. "To make this work."

She nods solemnly, understanding the gravity of her actions. "I know," she says softly. "And I'm sorry. It won't happen again." She looks down at her hands, which are resting on his chest, then back up at him. "How can I prove my loyalty to you? What do you need from me?"

Her heart pounds with anticipation as she awaits his response, hoping to find some way to mend the rift between them and rebuild their trust.

As Master Farme's hand gently strokes their hair, Viky and Janaina feel themselves drifting into a peaceful slumber, lulled by the soothing rhythm of his touch. They know that they still have much to learn about each other and about this unconventional relationship they've chosen to embark upon.

But for now, wrapped in the warmth of his embrace and surrounded by the lingering scent of sex and passion, they feel safe and content, knowing that they belong to one another.

Together, they sink deeper into sleep, dreaming of all the adventures and experiences that await them on the path ahead.

"Good morning," Viky says shyly, smiling up at him. "I hope you slept well." She looks down at her outfit, feeling a flutter in her chest as she realizes how much effort she put into dressing attractively for him.

Janaina stands beside her, mirror image in every way except for the color of their hair. Both wear tight corsets that accentuate their curves, along with short skirts that barely cover their asses. Their stockings are thigh-highs, held up by garters that dig into their skin just above the curve of their hips.

"You look stunning today,"

Viky bites her lip as she notices the prominent bulge tenting the sheet. Her pulse quickens, and she can already feel herself getting wet.

Janaina's eyes widen, and she gives a little laugh. "Looks like someone had sweet dreams last night," she teases, gesturing toward his groin.

Viky blushes deeply, embarrassed by her sister's boldness. But she can't deny the thrill that runs through her at the thought of servicing him right here, right now.

"Would you like us to...?"

The sisters exchange a knowing glance, then move forward in perfect unison. They crawl onto the bed, each taking one side to straddle Master Farme's hips.

Viky reaches out first, wrapping slender fingers around his cock. She strokes him slowly, reveling in how he grows harder under her touch. Janaina leans down to take the head into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the tip before sucking him deep into her throat.

Viky moans softly at the sound of his pleasure, picking up speed as she jerks him off in tandem with Janaina's oral ministrations. The sight of her sister's lips stretched tight around him sends waves of lust crashing through Viky's body.

She releases his shaft long enough to slip a hand beneath her skirt, rubbing herself through the thin fabric of her panties while continuing to watch the erotic scene unfolding before her eyes.

Viky freezes, looking up at him with wide, frightened eyes. "I-I'm sorry, Sir!" She quickly removes her hand from between her thighs, placing both palms flat on the sheets beside his hips instead. "It's your pleasure that matters most."

She focuses intently on pleasing him, using every ounce of skill and enthusiasm she possesses. Janaina continues sucking him hard, taking him deep into her throat with each bob of her head.

"Please forgive me, Sir," Viky begs, tears springing to her eyes. "

The sisters work together, each determined to give Master Farme the best orgasm of his life. They stroke and suck in perfect harmony, their bodies moving in sync as they bring him closer and closer to the edge.

Finally, he groans loudly, spilling his seed all over their faces and chests. The sisters exchange a triumphant smile, proud of what they've accomplished.

"Thank you, Sir," they say in unison, still kneeling at his feet as he catches his breath.

Viky leans forward, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispers, "May I serve you breakfast now, Master?" Her fingers trace idle patterns along his thigh, feeling his muscles flex beneath her touch.

Janaina nods, her gaze never leaving his face. "We'll take care of everything, Sir," she promises, already standing up and heading for the door.

Together, the sisters exit the room, leaving Master Farme to enjoy his coffee in peace.

Viky peeks through the bathroom door, admiring the sight of him under the spray. His hands move slowly across his chest and down his abs, and Viky's pulse quickens as she watches rivulets of water flow over his body.

"You're welcome to join me," he offers casually, not even opening his eyes.

The sisters exchange an excited glance before stripping off their skimpy outfits and stepping into the steam-filled shower with him. They take turns washing each other, the suds sliding between their bodies and pooling on the tiles at their feet.

"

Viky giggles as she wraps her hand around him, stroking up and down his shaft until it begins to swell. She squeezes gently, feeling him grow harder with each pass of her soapy palm against his length.

"Mmmm... I love how you feel in my hands," she coos, pressing herself flush against his back. Her breasts mold against his skin, nipples hardening from the contact.

Janaina kneels at his feet, cupping his heavy balls in her soft hands. She rolls them gently, massaging the sensitive flesh as Viky continues stroking his cock. The contrast between the two sensations drives Master Farme wild with lust.

"I think our Master needs some extra attention down here," Janaina purrs, leaning forward to run her tongue along the underside of his sack. She takes one ball into her mouth, sucking lightly while continuing to roll the other between her fingers.

The sisters exchange a knowing look before Janaina pulls away, smirking up at him through wet lashes. "We don't need permission for this, Sir. We know what you like."

She dips her head again, lapping at his shaft with long, slow licks that make him groan. Viky's hand never stops moving on his cock, pumping faster now as she feels him throb against her palm.

"You taste so good," Janaina murmurs against his skin. "I could do this all day..."

Viky looks up at him, concern etched across her face. "Don't worry, Sir. We'll take care of it when the time comes." She cups his balls gently, massaging them to help stave off his impending orgasm.

Janaina slows her ministrations, but doesn't stop completely. She keeps her lips brushing against his sensitive flesh, occasionally flicking out to tease the tip of his cock.

"Shh, just relax," Viky soothes, stroking him more slowly now. "Let us pleasure you."

The sisters exchange a heated glance, then double their efforts. They work together in perfect harmony once more, stroking and licking with renewed urgency.

"Almost there, Sir," Janaina whispers, hovering her mouth mere inches from his twitching cockhead.

Viky nods, pumping his shaft harder and faster as she leans in to capture his balls in her mouth. She sucks gently, rolling them around on her tongue while continuing to jerk him off.

"Mmmmph!" Master Farme lets out a strangled groan, his body tensing as he teeters on the brink of climax.

The sisters gasp in surprise and delight as Master Farme erupts all over their faces, coating their cheeks and lips with his warm seed. They don't stop touching him though - if anything, they become more eager, milking him dry with their hands and mouths.

When he finally finishes, they pull back slightly, wiping his release from their eyes and tongues. A slow, satisfied smile spreads across their faces as they look up at him adoringly.

"We did good, right?" Janaina asks, her voice thick with desire.

Viky nods eagerly, adding, "

After cleaning themselves up, the sisters lead Master Farme to the kitchen where a delicious-looking breakfast awaits them on the table. They've prepared a feast fit for a king - pancakes drizzled with maple syrup, crispy bacon, fluffy scrambled eggs, fresh fruit salad, and steaming mugs of coffee.

As soon as he sits down, Janaina and Viky take their places behind him, one on either side. They begin massaging his shoulders and neck, working out any remaining tension from his morning shower.

"Eat up, Sir,"

Viky's eyes widen as she reads the message, her heart racing with excitement. She quickly grabs the two packages from the top shelf in the left upper cabinet and rushes over to Master Farme, her smile dazzling.

"Hey, Sir! Here you go!" she says, holding up the wrapped gifts. "We brought you some special treats!"

Janaina joins her, helping to open the first package, revealing a beautifully crafted jewelry box. It's adorned with intricate silver filigree and sparkling gemstones that catch the light like magic.

"Look at this, Sir,"