”Releasing one nipple, she let her right hand drift down to Erika’s exposed abdomen and began rubbing gently.“Is that little egg in there ready ...for a drenching this weekend?” she asked.“Ooooohhh, yes ma’am,” she moaned, as Mom continued milking her one captured nipple.“Sweetie, I guarantee there’s a 100% chance of flooding,” Dad joked, grabbing his smooth ballsack and fondling his ripe testicles. Everyone, including Erika, smiled knowingly.“Well, speaking of flooding ... let me test the waters. Clare moves her pussy down onto my mouth resting it on my ball gag. My lips can almost touch her cunt lips but that's all. Then she starts making small movements with her hips causing her pussy to rub against my ball gag. I'm sure her clit is hitting it too as I hear her start to moan softly. Then I can just about hear Master give her an order which excites me. Clare moves enough to take off my ball gag and before I can adjust to not having it, her wet cunt is being rubbed against my open. She texted me again and told me that she was at the front door and told me to let her in. Here is when my brain function correctly for the last time, it did a little scenario check first; “worst case scenario she blackmails you, best case scenario she blackmails you in all the right ways, one way or another you fucked so what the hell good luck and may the force be with you” and just like that I went brain dead, everything that happen next was pure instinct or pure stupidity. So I run up to the. As we walked along the paths, we noticed that the grass was exceptionally soft and the ground underneath was amazingly springy. I would compare it to a giant mattress, 12 inches thick, which conformed gently to the shape of your body.Sandy decided to lie down, and, after some time, told me that she wasn't going any further. She said planned on just lying there and absorbing the sounds, smells, and breezes that were happening all around her. I decided to head down a sheep path to a high ridge.