As it turned out, Mom got home first. She had a bunch of bags of material, and sewing supplies and stuff in the trunk of her car, and snagged me to "h...elp her" unload it and take it in the house. Dad turned into the driveway while she was supervising me. Then Phee trotted up like she'd been chasing Dad in the car or something. She was breathing fast, but not gasping or anything. She was still stoked and happy and bubbly. She grabbed Dad's golf bag from him as he took it out of the car, and shot. “They want me to get bigger. I think they got some sort of immobile sex slave fantasy going on or something. I’ve gained fifty pounds since I moved in with him and he just keeps bringing home fatty foods for me. He gets off on feeding me too!” “Sick bitch…my husband acts like he’s disgusted by me,” she stated with a look of scorn. “Apparently junior in there don’t suffer the same afflictions,” Cathy noted as she leaned back and looked down the hallway to see if she could still see him. “Oh. We cooled off and relaxed a bit and then once we all got out the pool, Rodger's niece asked if she could please get some ice - cream. My daughter immediately said me two please and Jen said that unfortunately she doesn't have any in the house. Rodger then offered to take the girls to the shop and get us all an ice cream. The girls rather excited and while Rodger changed into dry clothing Jen and I got the girls dried and into dry clothes as well. They then hopped into the car and off they went. His cock twitched. “Mmm, maybe it’s my panties and slips and corsets?”“I love panties and slips,” he said, his cock twitching madly again.“But, I think there’s something you like better than all of those, isn’t there David?” His cock was enormous and I couldn’t wait to get my hands on it. I ran my hands over the sleeves of my blouse and under my collar. My nipples were poking through my blouse and I began to tease and rub them. The thin shiny material rustled under my touch. “Tell me what you.