”-They Might Be Giants, “Birdhouse In Your Soul“Helen, Maria, Mander, Ramirez, and Luc were gathered in her study. Tape from the market had been... given to LeGrasse, who was overseeing CCTV tracking of the man that La Contessa had named “Bad Red Rug.” Night had fallen some time ago, and it was agreed that everyone should relax, have a drink, and try to sort out what they’d gotten on Dietz today.“If he’s left the place,” Mander said, taking a sip of his pint. “There’s a chance he left some of the. But I’m not acting as an agent of some culture. I’m merely an individual staving off boredom by studying. I’ve been on Earth for about eight centuries, spending most of that time living in the 19th through 23rd centuries. Time travel, remember? Next time I see you, it may be a month for you, but it may be a day or a century later for me. We can travel in time and make biology beings younger or older. What ages us is the accumulation of knowledge, any knowledge. I have linear memories of. Mom moved in close and took the head of my shaft into her mouth and started to massage it with her tongue. Pam interrupted her and said that she wasn't down there to practice teasing a cock, she was down there to train her throat to accept it! Mom started to bob up and down, taking about three inches into her mouth before it would start to tickle her and she would gag a bit.She stopped when she gagged, and sat up to take a break. Pam started to get a little bit of an angry tone in her voice, as. ”‘With pleasure, son.”What an erotic scene – a father pouring oil over his son’s dick so that he can enter his wife’s and his own mother’s ass and fuck it with wanton lust. Got to admit that sharing men is more generous once they transcend borders of jealousy.While I was rather enjoying being shared like a slut by two men, I could not even imagine them being with another woman. “Now ride my cock with your ass Sonali, with more oil. I am sure you will enjoy it more than ever.” A long, obscenely.