. I'm going to keep torturing you... He pulled out of her slowly, but kept the tip of his shaft at her entrance. He barely moved his hips, rubbing on... her flesh until she whimpered. He growled hotly, "Look at me, Diana. Who am I?" he asked when she opened her desire-laden eyes.Who are you? "You're my sexy, new husband, Charles Richards!" she moaned.He plunged deeply into her with a soft grunt, making her groan loudly. "Good. That was a good answer. And who else am I?" He pulled slowly out of. ”She shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know why we do it that way, but since we really don’t understand how this can all take place, we stick to the ancient rituals passed down from mother to daughter.“After all five have put their seed in you, and after the Mistress at Arms– that’s me– has determined that the Queen is sufficiently aroused, you will be allowed to deposit your sperm in her birthing canal.”The six of us stood there silently looking at her until she said loudly, “Sluts! Strip for. I would like to go with you when you take her home, if that’s all right with you?”“You know it will be, Charles. I am so happy for you. She really is a lovely girl.”“Yeah, Mom, I think so, too. She might be the one.”“What do you mean, the one?” mom said with a worried sound in her voice.“The one ... you know, the one to spend my whole life with, Mom. Don’t worry? I know I’m only just 12, but I plan on having the best grades in my class, just as long as Claire will be alongside me ... to dance. I was not sure what would happen if we did but I was sure it would be bad. I didn't bother to ask, it might just cause more trouble.The house itself was two stories with four bedrooms and five bathrooms; it also included a den, living room, workshop, a large office, and a small stadium style media room. Then of course there was the observation post that was down in the basement a few hundred feet under the house. Most of the work could be done from the house, but all of the advanced stuff was.