...........I watch as Ritsuko swabs the deck. She's still sullen, but the whip has finally rid her of her stubbornness. As her nearly naked body sways... she casts the occasional furtive glance in my direction her gaze settling first on my stern look, then at the hand that holds the remote control for her shock collar, and finally down at her friend --- sorry her former friend--- who kneels contentedly between my legs. Meiko has always been a follower. She spent her life doing whatever the person. It was so big and swollen with lust. I sucked it until she screamed, and then I lipped and tongued my way back to the fur-framed crack of her pussy itself, spearing once more into her sweet-scented depths.As I licked and lapped at mum’s pussy, I reached up and cupped her enormous breast in my hands kneading them and pinching at her giant nipples. I found myself inspired. There was not a false note, not a misstep. Every place my tongue touched her was a hot erogenous zone, and each lick, each. Andrea was watching and when I looked at her she was crying too. I was running out of handkerchiefs!Andrea was adamant that although she had an ultra sound examination she didn't want to know the sex of our child. The Viscount was equally determined to know and the loud angry voices let everyone in the house know it was time to go somewhere else as one or the other, usually both would leave those arguments in a rather incensed mood. Andrea prevailed though.John Lilman had been in touch and. His petition was granted.Linda and the Posse spent ten hours flying above the damaged city. They dissolved the worst of the wreckage. Clean up crews could handle the rest. The girls were exhausted. Kelly and Karen barely had enough energy left to teleport them back to Linda’s bedroom in her mansion on Grand Cayman Island. Mouse dropped the Angel illusion and Linda collapsed on the bed, fully clothed. The Twins didn’t watch cartoons that night.Three hours later Linda woke up feeling slightly.