"Yes, this of being High King, I'm sure that Fergus will make a lot of mileage with that down at the golf club! And I suppose that makes me the High K...ing's mother!" Heather MacDonald giggled."Mama, we told you last week, neither you not Fergus can tell anyone about any of this. It would cause a big problem for Scott." Said Helfe.Scott had heard enough. His mother obviously knew the girls were his wives, that the children were his and that he was High King. It was clear that this was not her. I grabbed both sides of her underwear and removed them from her inhaling her intoxicating musky scent. Gently I licked her outer lips. She was already breathing hard and sighed when my tongue touched her lips. I made sure I didn’t touch her clit, that was for later. I ran my tongue over her outer lips and sucked each into my mouth enjoying the torture I was giving her. She squirmed and tried to get me to lick and suck elsewhere but I wouldn’t do it yet.When my tongue finally made contact with. "Better...." She smiled as she moved behind me.I heard the rustle of clothing then felt something at my feet. I lookeddown to see a pair of black satin panties."Step into the panties Davina."I stepped into them and she pulled them up my legs, over my thighs andpulled them snugly into place. It wasn't until the hot damp crotch wasnestling against my hard and throbbing cock that I realised they were herrecently worn panties!"I sometime indulge my slaves, but don't get used to it," she murmured. "No Kenny I wouldn't," she pressed hard against her husband's thrusting cock, "but he's... but I'm his..." SLUT! Yes I kind of get that." He really began to pound his wife's vagina hard, really began to fuck her. "Don't you get it," Kenneth said as he pulled off his wife's cock, turned her around and lifted her onto his cock before he pushed her hard against the back of the shower as she wrapped her legs around him, "I don't care if you're a slut, I don't care who you have sex with even though.