Damn, I was a monster.At the time, Anthony's incident with Jillian hadn't happened yet, nor did I think Andrew would get himself into so much trouble,... so I had few qualms about screwing around. Despite breaking off my affair with Rosalind, I was fascinated with Mirage since our intimate encounter on the cruise liner. That, plus I could let my guard down and relax, since I didn't have to monitor my conversation and hide my activities as both a mind-reader and an NSA operative.And as luck would. I must have dozed off for when I began to open my eyes. I heard my mom and sister talking. "Oh come on honey I know you saw the size of his erection, you couldn't take your eyes off it," my mother said teasingly. "I saw you were licking your lips, honey, and it is only natural that you would be interested in him." I was wondering who was the him that mom had mentioned. My sister came back with, "Okay, but you can't deny that you were looking just as hard as I was."I started to doze off again,. It was open then and Joan stuck her hand into its dark confines. Slowly, and with a peculiar sound, the great snake uncoiled and then wound up the girl's arm."As you wish," Amanda submissively complied. "You've never been with Eric, have you, Amanda?" Joan asked as she saw Amanda was fascinated with the big king. He glided up Joan's arm and wound around her shoulders, then on to the back of her neck and returned so that he paused on her breast and hissed."What's that sound, Joan?" Amanda was. Before too long my hands start roaming over your body, starting up high stroking your chest, brushing a nipple slight but purposeful. As my hands work their way down to your thighs, I find that you are hard as a rock. When my hand brushes against your cock it kinda startled me so I kinda jerked it away. You take my hand and gently but firmly press it back on to your manhood. Now as we kiss I'm gently stroking you, it feels so foreign to have a cock in my hand that isn't my own, and it's.