Her name was Mary according to her name tag. "She'll be mine soon, very soon actually, she just doesn't know it yet," he said non-nonchalantly."Tell y...ou what, I won't wager your soul or cause you any physical pain for denying me. But, let's say we put that statement of yours to the test. Let's find out IF love is most powerful of all. Knowing is different from believing. Knowing God exists or knowing I exist doesn't mean a thing. So I'm asking you to prove your belief that love is the most. “I think it’ll be the ONLY massage you’ve ever given me,” shot back Mom, reciprocating with an ass grab of her own.Breaking their embrace, Mom asked her two strapping men to take the long cushions off of the patio lounge chairs and lay them side by side on the patio tile. Dad and I obliged, then once that job was complete, the women asked us to shed them of their crotchless panties. Dad and I couldn’t help but rise to full attention as we slid them off slowly to reveal our two beautiful wives. . things that happened to you, and things about us, and things about your past. Some of those things are very important to me, because they affect who you are. I love who you are ... who you were before ... and now..."He tapered off. This wasn't going well at all. Thankfully, she sat, listening."I want you to remember some things," he said, trying again. "I think you'd want to remember them too ... I think they'd be important to you ... to us ... but at the same time, I DON'T want you to. "That eager, are you?"He helped her up to her feet. "But we just have to try out some of this wonderful equipment first, don't you think?" he teased as he released her hands from behind her.She massaged her wrists as he wandered around the room. He walked over to the wall and examined the racks of whips, canes, rods and crops. There were all shapes and sizes, there were some not intended to be used on human flesh. He again whistled under his breath."Have you used any of these? They look.