They're really, um, nice, we hit it right off." That's good, after all, they are neighbors." How did you like their mom, she's pretty, huh?" Yes, she'...s nice, I rather like her, actually. You like her girls, right?" Yeah, a lot, I might be over there quite a bit," he told me.Well, I thought, they were cute and I supposed at his age I'd be pretty attracted to them both. We watched a little television then went off to bed.Being single, I did take sexual matters in hand before I went to sleep and. Particularly, Twelve assumed, because her wonderful penis was already throbbing with desire and would take very little effort to become fully erect. ‘What a darling surprise!’ Honore gasped. ‘Is it real?’ ‘It’s as real as your massive mammaries!’ Twelve remarked. ‘And produces much more milk!’ Honore leaned a hand out and stroked the penis. As Twelve suspected it immediately jumped to attention. ‘Look at this, Six!’ she said to the girl who was with them. ‘Have you ever seen anything like this. We all think you need a change. Why don’t you go and visit Aunt Ellen or Uncle George? School’s are off for a week from next weekend, so you’ll have time. Or why not go and see John Pollard? I’m sure he’d love to have you.”“Not John.” Claire’s response was clipped.“Why ever not?” Mary asked, surprised at her mother’s reaction.“I’ve imposed on John enough already. I can’t keep landing my troubles on him all the time. It’s too much.”“Mum, John would–”“No Mary,” she said sharply. “I might go see. Joy responded to his touch by raising her ass higher seeking his probing fingers. Joy’s stomach began to tighten, a feeling she never felt before as her juices flowed from her pussy onto his waiting fingers. Her breathing became short gasps as her pussy walls spasmed and a wave started to build. Noticing how close she was, Joe stopped rubbing her pussy and her whine of desperation filled his ears. “Not yet, slave,” he told her removing his hand. “Your punishment is over, slave,” Joe told.