Like I said, we were healthy, wealthy, and life was good for us. I always had my own bedroom, just as Melissa always had her own too. When I was about... 9 years old, I came to realize that my perfect family was a little fucked up. I first caught my mom with one of the neighbours, Mr. Stevens, on a Saturday morning. It wasnt anything huge, but my dad was out attending to a client with Aunt Jackie in a different state, and I happened to wake up early because I thought I heard something. My 9 year. “So, this is what we have spent our resources to acquire,” one of them said. Mark could tell that the voice was being altered with sorcery; it sounded almost robotic.“He does not seem as impressive as I had hoped,” said another.“Perhaps, but there is potential for great power within him,” yet another replied. “If he can but prove his worth…”The first figure edged closer to the light, revealing his body from the waist down. “And what say you, Iger? Are you worth what we have spent to bring. I felt the puffy pubic hairs pushing against the panties. Turning my hand around, my fingers slid between her thighs and I cupped her pussy. My mother groaned and I knew I hit the jackpot.Not being able to wait any longer, I flipped her skirt up and said in my disguised voice, "Let's see what the pretty lady has down here."I sat back and admired the view. My mother's panties were completely exposed to me. Since she was blindfolded, I had the opportunity to look at her and touch her without any. Much better than most I'd say." She struggled to her feet and dropped down on Stephanie's bed."Yeah, but now he's worried if you're ok or not," Stephanie said. "That's what I mean. I don't want him worrying about anyone right now. He is only nineteen years old and way too caring. He should be bragging about fucking you u*********s, not worrying if you're ok or not. I don't want him getting hurt." That's sweet of him to worry about me," Patricia said."Don't push it," Stephanie said."No, I.