We do not have conscious thoughts there, but we dream, and sometimes when she feels very strong emotions we can feel it.’ Gazing directly into Jacks... whiskey eyes she held his focus with an iron hold. ‘She is one of us, yet for a reason unknown she is also our host, the one who keeps us all alive even as she lives. We age the same, our bodies changing as hers does, but each of us has our own way of growing. My sister and I are battle hardened fighters, so we are hard and our bodies unyielding,. Valerie was stopped from saying anything else but a scream of ecstasy. Every inch of tongue slid into her cunt, lapping up every ounce of ebony nectar. Michelle enjoyed the taste. Normally, she didn’t enjoy lezzing out, but something about both of them being Massa’s bitches added a naughty vibe to it, even an i****tuous vibe as they were harem sisters.Michelle had a mouthful of delicious sperm, carefully sealing her lips tightly to not let a drop escape. Valerie knew Michelle’s naughty. She and Girl hustled upstairs while Cat continued serving me and Dad. They returned shortly, and soon there were three extremely sexy, very briefly dressed women serving us. I was not sure how life could get any better. Throughout the meal, the women were giggling as they leaned over or bent over or otherwise tried in every way possible to flash and excite us. We all enjoyed ourselves greatly, but when dinner was done Dad said, "You women were not at all respectful during this meal. Punishment. She was reluctant to face up to the fact that I was now the man of the house who took care of her and all the household needs, and, who was entitled to the rewards and benefits of that position. My father had died over a year ago and it wasn't long before I filled his shoes in every sense of the word accept the one place which was forbidden for a son to go: his mother's bedroom.We had encountered this dilemma on many nights, I arguing that since we were both consenting adults and no one would.