2 slaves at level 8, 6 slaves at level 7, 14 slaves at level 6, and a maximum of 30 at level 5. I had 27 slaves now. Obviously Brian was no more, appa...rently Brian accidentally killed one of his old slaves, and I had beaten a guy with no wife at level 7. Surveying my harem - I suppose that's still the correct term - I counted 12 blonde white girls, 2 Asians, 11 brunettes, a black girl, and my redhead. Lord, what to do with all this pussy? I decided to keep Geena as my secretary. I always liked. Shame on you for thinking I would. I ought to kick your ass." Now that's the man I remembered. I smiled at his sudden combativeness. He chuckled and then he continued, "i****t laws are in place to protect c***dren from familial sexual exploitation. As well they should, however, the Supreme Court has ruled that under the 14th Amendment's due process clause private consensual sexual activity between adults cannot be criminal. The keyword is adult. You're 25, hardly a c***d. You and your mother. “That’s why she’s a bit piano: worried we’ll throw her out before long.”“Thank you, Penny. I’m sure she’d be very grateful. Once I’ve finished this tea I’ll go and have a shower and a shave and then see about breakfast for the three of us.”“I’ll do that. I’d like to. What do you have?”“Bless you, Penny. That’s very kind. How about bacon, egg, fried bread and a tomato?”“Easy!”For the first time that morning Penny smiled. “I’d better go and get dressed.”“I shouldn’t bother. You might wake. I was soon filling her pussy with my cum. My cock fell out of her pussy and I bent down. I could see my cum oozing out of her, and she was still sucking on the guys cock. I saw her head stop bobbing and I assumed he was now pumping his cum into her mouth. I wasn’t wrong, as she soon sat back down in the chair and I could see a dribble of cum running down her cheek. I assumed that she was now finished so I closed the hatch, cleaned myself up and went out of the booth to wait for her. There were.