I saw you last Thursday playing bridge.”Gail asked, “Can you prove it?”I said, “The room was on the second floor in the front left corner. The...re was an air conditioner in one of the windows, I was at the other window. The room was painted pink, the bed just had a pink sheet on it, and there were eight of you in the room…naked. You and Mom plus three blondes, two with black hair, and one with white hair. You were the youngest one, the only redhead, and you have a lot of freckles on your breasts. He caressed her small mounds, gently rubbing and squeezing them as she lay below him, her hands splayed out by her side for support. As he continued to push into her, he heard her cries slowly change to moans of pleasure as she relaxed and let her body take over, releasing a stream of lubricant that made her honey slot even slicker, punctuating each stroke with a soppy 'pop' sound. He groaned as each thrust grew deeper and deeper, caressing Rena's face as her breasts bounced up and down in time. ”“Ruthless, but understandable,” I nodded.“Yes, your job will be to guide the battle, not command individual Troopers or units.”“Gotcha and I now have all the tools to do it with.”“You do, but you need to practice. Come with me and we’ll start you on a simulator,” she ordered.It was a standard simulator room that involved placing the subject or subjects into a virtual reality environment and enfolding them in a training exercise in a more or less safe environment where their actions could be. She stood at the foot of my bed and stripped. Crawling between my legs, she kissed my dick until I hardened in her hand."What did you do to that girl?" my stepmother asked. She sucked on the head of my dick while she waited for the answer."I don't know!"She used her teeth on the head and tongued my pisshole. "What was the last thing you remember?" Couldn't she just really want to fuck me?" I asked.Julia Ann took a couple of minutes to lick my ball sack clean of Jenaveve's juices. "She could but.