With a dying beep, the house goes dark and silent. It always amazes me how dark it gets when the power is out. All the lights we don’t notice during our normal life are now extinguished. The clocks, the LED’s from the TV, from the DVD player, all dark now. I fondle Amanda’s breast, hoping the last peal of thunder didn’t wake Jenna. I don’t want to lose the moment Amanda and I are building. I sigh heavily when I see the faint glow of light from Jenna’s flashlight seeping under the door as she walks slowly down the hallway from her room to ours.

A faint knock at the door is followed by a quiet “mom, Daddy?”

            “We should pretend we are asleep and don’t hear her,” I whisper in Amanda’s ear. She giggles and sighs.

            “Go open the door, you know she hates storms, we can finish this later.”

            I get out of bed, trying to adjust my still hard cock as I move to the door. I open the door, standing behind it a little. Amanda has always enjoyed wearing a t-shirt to bed, and Jenna adopted that habit when she was a little girl and has never seen a need to change. She rushes into the room and I can see that this night is no different as she runs and jumps into the bed. Amanda moves to the middle of the bed and lets Jenna have the edge. I find my way back to the bed and lay down next to Amanda. I have to admit, I am a little disappointed that my night’s plans have now been ruined. I mean, the girl is 18. At some point she is going to have to learn how to handle storms. I pull the covers up and settle down to sleep.

            Several hours later, I roll over and wrap my arm around Amanda. My hand rests on her flat stomach. I can feel her muscles moving as she breathes softly in her sleep. I slip my hand under her shirt and slowly move up, caressing her soft skin. My fingers move up over the curve of her breast, barely touching her skin. Her nipple is already stiff when I reach it, so I pinch gently. She moans deeply and arches her back, pressing her breasts against my hand. I squeeze gently and lean in to kiss the nape of her neck.  She leans her head forward, allowing me to nibble her ear as my hand squeezes her breast more firmly. I move closer to her as she pushes back against me, her ass pressing against my hard cock. Her hand moves between her thighs and strokes the head of my dick through my pajamas. The flap in the front of my pajamas opens to allow my hardness to slip out. I push my hips forward, slipping my cock between Amada’s thighs. I can feel the heat from her pussy through her panties. She holds the head of my cock against her slit as I move back and forth, pressing me against her panties. I can tell she is already damp as my tip rubs against her slit. I move my hand down over her belly and run it over her mound, surprised to find that she is completely shaved. My fingers find her hard clit and I pinch gently, making her gasp. She moves her panties to the side and my cock runs through her slit, her lips rubbing over the length of my shaft. Her hips roll back a little and the tip of my cock pushes against her pussy. With a low moan, she thrusts back and buries my hardness into her wet, hot pussy. I grunt a little. Amanda’s pussy seems a little tighter than usual tonight. I soon lose that train of thought as she humps back against my thrusts, her warm wet muscles milking my manhood as I drive myself deeper. We move slowly, each thrust deeper and more intense than the one before it. I pinch her clit hard and push faster. I can feel the muscles of her pussy gripping my shaft as I plunge my cock between her tight lips. She spreads her thighs, moving her foot back over my legs as her hand moves over mine, pressing my fingers against her clit. I move my hand back up to her breast as her fingers rub circles over her hard little button. I pinch and twist her nipple while she plays with her clit. Again and again I thrust into her tight pussy until I reach the bottom of her pussy. The tip of my cock pushes against her cervix, making her moan deeply. She tenses suddenly, her body going rigid in my arms. I can feel her pussy convulse around my cock as she cums, her tight slit gushing over my hardness. Her orgasm drives me over the edge and I thrust hard. My cock swells inside her tight pussy and I burst inside of her. The head of my cock presses tight against her cervix and my hot seed pumps directly into her womb. She convulses several times, her body shivering in a multiple climax. I pull her close to me, kissing the back of her head. She lays her head down on the pillow gives a soft satisfied sigh. Her eyes close as she rolls onto her stomach. My softening cock pulls out of her and I roll onto my back, drifting back to sleep.

            Morning arrives with the smell of pancakes. I get up and adjust my pajamas. Jenna is still sleeping on the other side of the bed. I head downstairs and into the kitchen. Amanda is standing in front of the stove, still wearing her bed clothes. I move up behind her, wrapping my arms around her body and slipping my hand under her shirt. She presses back against me as I move my hand down inside her panties.

            “Good morning baby, did you have a good night?” I chuckle in her ear.

            “Not bad,” she answers as my fingers run through the soft hair of her neatly trimmed mound. Confusion runs through my head as I play with Amanda’s soft bush “I moved into Jenna’s room about 30 minutes after she invaded our bed.”

            I move to the table and sit down, dumbfounded as Jenna comes bouncing into the kitchen, also still wearing her bedclothes. I am amazed by how much they look alike. My mind is blown as a sudden realization dawns on me. If Amanda was in Jenna’s room then…

            “Good morning mom,” she says cheerfully, “And good morning to you too daddy!” She leans over and kisses me on the cheek.

She nearly yelped and pulled away as I tore her nightshirt off along with her panties. The tentacle around her throat kept her down, and the knowledge she could only get punishment out of resisting got her to keep suckling through her sobs. A few more tentacles moved about her body, teasing her nipples and rubbing her back and behind as my fingers teased her virgin kitty. Of course, she tensed up and tried to fight me, but the girl-cum on her face, the slime from the tentacles, my own pheromones, and now the milk she drank all conspired to make her cum the moment I touched the little nub on her kitty.

Her moment of peaceful satisfaction after the rush of pleasure was cut short when I pulled apart her bottom and sent not one, but two tentacles into the tiny opening. The scream was absolutely perfect. It sends chills up my spine just thinking about it. It might take a few more examples, but it would eventually dawn on the girls that I would bring them incredible pleasure when they cooperated, and intense pain if they did not comply with my every whim. I knew they wouldn’t be able to help resisting, at least a few times, and it made me very happy.

Using a few more tentacles to hold the screaming girl to her mother’s leaking nipple, the tentacles began cramming their way up her backside relentlessly. Blood leaked out from the tearing, the slime slowly but surely lubricating the way as well as allowing her muscles to stretch to accommodate the size. I’d suspected this would happen, but hadn’t been sure until now. The slime was more than a potent arousal tool and great tasting lubricant; it actually helped to make the frail human body more able to take the kinds of pleasures the mutant/alien/whatever tentacles could give them.

The flood of chemicals into her system began to reach critical mass at this time, each scream turning from pain to desire a tiny bit with each thrust. By the time the tentacles shoved their way into her stomach from the wrong direction, she shuddered in orgasm a second time, screaming for more instead of none.

I quickly moved her so that she had an up close and personal view of my Daddy fucking her mother’s kitty. I spread her legs so that her own kitty met her mother’s mouth, the older woman licking up her daughter’s juices as if they were the most delicious thing she’d ever tasted. The girl's eyes went wide through the pleasure as I moved up next to her, wrapping my hands around her to play with her itty bitty boobies.

During this whole time, perhaps 20 minutes, Daddy hadn’t cum at all. Not for lack of trying, he had the mother screaming in bliss beneath him and his balls were full and aching for release. Now the little girl saw why. One of my tentacles, this one much smaller than most of the others she'd seen, was wrapped around the very base of his cock, keeping him from release. As I mounted her, my own reformed penis pressing against her bottom and bringing gasps from the girls who could bear to look, I saw her lick her lips at the thought of seeing my Daddy cumming inside her mother.

I told her that, in order for that to happen, she’d have to pull my tentacle away. She reached down hesitantly, trying to grab on and peel it off, but finding it difficult. The slime kept her from getting a good grip, and the tentacle was wrapped tightly. I wanted to make sure she not only had the impulse to help me impregnate her mother, but wanted it badly enough to put her whole heart into achieving it. By the look of things, it wouldn’t be long before that happened.

I pulled back as she went to work, grabbing hold of my aching penis (I hadn’t cum with it in nearly two hours) and directing it straight at her now drenched kitty. Her mother tried to get me to put it in her mouth, but I slapped her before cramming half a dozen tentacles up her behind as punishment. She arched her back at the sudden invasion, the pain taking away from the pleasure for only a bit as Daddy’s cum served to let them slide in easily, causing her belly to rise a good deal as they made their way into her much more quickly than the ones still lodged in her daughter’s behind and stomach had.

I pressed the tip at the girl’s kitty, pushing hard and making the head pop in quickly. She gasped in a mix of pain and excitement, losing her tentative grip on the tentacle yet again as I pushed further in. When I hit her hymen, I stopped. Grabbing her mother’s hands, I placed them on my bottom, and she soon understood that she was to be the one to make me take her daughter’s “purity” away. She gripped tightly and, without mercy, shoved me as hard as she could through the barrier.

The scream that followed was the same kind that had come from my little sister’s mouth when I’d stolen hers. I slid in to hit her cervix after a painfully short amount of time, leaving a full 10 inches yet to enter her small body. Her mother’s tongue licked at my cock and her pussy, lapping up the blood that leaked out and encouraging me to go deeper. I pulled back, letting her lick more of the blood up, before thrusting back in, repeating this process a few times before really beginning to fuck my new toy hard.

I banged up against the tight opening to her womb countless times, her screaming only quieting, never stopping. She still tried desperately to pull the tentacle off from around Daddy’s penis, the rhythmic pounding thwarting her many times but only causing her to try that much harder next time. She’d begun licking off as much slime as she could, or rubbing it on her skin, in an effort to get a better grip, managing to finally find the tip of the tentacle and began to focus on that part primarily.

The squelching noise made by my thrusts was complimented by the milk still leaking out of the older woman’s boobies, soaking the girl’s tummy as I pressed her into them with each inward push. The entrance was getting softer, and with one final shove I punched through the last barrier and slid forward until I hit the back of her womb. With still another 5 inches left outside, I grinned and began pounding harder, her screams of pain renewed as I forced organs aside until our crotches met. I held myself there for a moment, letting my cock twitch inside her as her body adjusted to the way I wanted it to go. I sent another tentacle to bite down on her little nub at the same time I both pinched her nipples and fucked my first long stroke into her now larger womb.

She went rigid beneath me, her eyes bulging out as every pleasure synapse in her brain went off all at once, the walls of her kitty squeezing me in a vice grip in those precious milliseconds before the most intense orgasm I’d yet seen washed through her. For the first time I felt less than completely in control, the intensity of her reaction shocking me in the best way possible. She lost her grip yet again on the tentacle before her as she fell limp, nearly unconscious from the overload.

I stroked her cheek a bit, waiting at least a minute as she gathered her senses. I saw from the look she gave me that it was all over. There was no fight left in her. She was mine, completely and forever. I let my tongue snake outwards towards her and she took it in her mouth, sucking it lovingly before I resumed my strokes. I licked her back, coating it in saliva as I pounded harder and harder, her efforts in getting the tentacle off finally starting to bear fruit. I had wound it around several times, and she managed to pull off the first circle, busy trying to convince the next bit to dislodge as well.

I knew it was time for the final move. The tentacles in her and her mother’s behinds shot forward in one more gigantic thrust, and pushed their way out their mouths. The tips waved in front of them obscenely, both gasping in surprise and pleasure, licking at them as best they could before the tentacles did their duty. The ones in the girl’s mouth forced her head down and pushed right into her mother’s kitty, thrusting in and out right along side Daddy. The ones in the mother’s mouth leapt up and into both her daughter’s and my kitty, each tentacle pushing as deep as it could go into all three holes.

I wondered briefly if I could get myself pregnant, but decided I didn’t care. It wasn’t as if it would be a BAD thing. So I just kept thrusting with everything, feeling a very familiar tingling in my belly build to a long denied peak while the tentacles pierced into our wombs simultaneously, the girl succeeding in pulling the tentacle from around Daddy’s penis and initiating a massive four way orgasm that shook me to my core.

I felt the cum flowing through the tentacles, passing through both women’s digestive tracts, before coming back out and flowing into their respective wombs. My cock sent a constant stream of scalding hot sperm straight towards the girl’s waiting eggs, her belly bulging from the volume. Daddy’s cock did much the same thing to her mother, the pent up volume causing the older woman’s belly to push upwards into her daughter’s chest. I felt my own semen flowing into my womb, a much smaller volume than either of my two new thralls had received, but enough to increase my baby bump by an inch or two and cue my ovaries to send out more eggs.

I guess that answered THAT question!

I continued to cum into the little Asian girl’s womb, even as her belly bloated to beach ball size. There was no way I was pulling out. The slime from my tentacles would leave her unharmed, allowing her to stretch as far as was needed. She needed a LOT. Her orgasm actually began to subside, only to have yet another spring up in its place as the flow did not abate, each spasm only bringing a greater quantity than normal. By twenty seconds, she looked 9 months pregnant. At forty five seconds, she seemed to be carrying triplets to term. I just kept cumming and cumming, loving every second of it as she screamed obscenities and begged me to stuff her as full as I could.

By the end of a full two minutes, it finally petered out. I gasped for breath, having rolled both of us to the side to avoid crushing her mother, and placed my hand on a truly obscene sight. On a normal sized woman, such a belly would have been impossible. On her small frame, a belly large enough to hold twelve full grown human babies was surreal. I could have crawled inside and found it quite comfortable.

I could feel her twitching in my grasp, small orgasms rocking her constantly as every egg found a match. Reluctantly, I pulled my penis from her still gripping kitty, not a drop spilling out as it closed shut behind me. As much fun as that was, it might not have been a good idea. I looked at her as she moaned incoherently, drooling on the floor in a constant state of orgasmic delight. I wondered if it’d been too much for her. But I knew my own limits. Pulling out wasn’t exactly on the menu. I’d have to think of other ways to avoid pushing them this far again.

My stomach suddenly lurched and I vomited more of the little green things, a large clump of them landing on or near her chest. They went about their work, sending her into another round of orgasms as they burrowed into her boobies, the flesh expanding to a nice D cup before she began to express milk in the same way her mother did.

As for the mother, her belly was nice and round as well, but less absurdly so. She looked maybe 6 months pregnant. And she was quite pregnant, make no mistake. Her daughter had made sure Daddy had come directly into her womb, bathing her eggs in a rich gush of sperm and spawning who knew how many brothers and sisters to play with her own children. Daddy remembered my orders, and continued to rut into her as hard as he could the moment he recovered. He greedily slurped up her milk as she egged him on, and I fully planned to breed her myself, at least a little, once her belly was stuffed full of Daddy’s babies.

But for now, it was time to begin round two. Mommy and little sis would want to witness this one…

Playing the girl wanting in on the games of her idols, I began chatting them up, asking all kinds of questions and picking up things I knew would annoy one or more of them. Generally being a pest, enjoying watching as they bounced around. It didn’t take long for my big sis to grab hold of me, scolding me for it before trying to drag me towards the steps. What happened next was completely unexpected to me, but would prove enlightening.

I felt a cramp in my tummy. Both painful and pleasurable, my knees buckled as it hit. When my sister saw my face, she went from annoyance to concern, propping me up as my belly trembled. They all failed to notice it even as they crowded around me, and I wondered how they’d react when it actually happened.

The imminent birth of my lover’s children turned into an eye opening experience almost right from the start. Instead of heading downwards, I felt them pushing at the sides of my womb, the pressure suddenly disappearing from one after the other. Moments after the first one stopped, I felt something I hadn’t before or since and really is beyond description. It was like my baby’s consciousness bonded with my own, bringing an expanded awareness to myself and what was around me.

I arched my back in near orgasmic fury as it happened again and again and again. The girls were half panicking around me, thinking I was having some kind of seizure, but it was the best experience so far in my life. Things utterly beyond my tiny little world were clear in my mind.

My belly shrank rapidly, even as the girls began to try and think clearly in their fear. My sister asked the Asian girl to call her mother and our father, even as the experience came to an end. I knew I was sweating profusely, and what went along with that exited me even more. When it ended, my stomach had gone from looking nearly full term with twins to more like 5 months pregnant, all of Daddy’s cum still firmly lodged inside me along with his growing babies.

 I found I could smell them clearly now. Not in a bad way. I found I could identify separate girls by their distinctive scents. Only three had experience with a man before, about half of the others had at least partly lost their virginity to either gymnastics or a “helping hand”. At least two of them swung both ways, and one was a tried and true lesbian, judging from the arousal at a room full of half-naked teenaged girls.

It was then I noticed my shirt getting uncomfortably tight. My boobies were growing! The fabric stretched tightly until I was forced to tear the collar, allowing it to tear as far down as it wanted to. The girls looked on, dumbfounded, and I knew they could see what was happening to me. By the time it stopped, mine seemed only a little smaller than my big sister’s. There was no time for questions, as something else caught their attention.

The little Asian girl gasped as she started going down the steps. Even with my view blocked by the floor and some of the girls, I knew what she’d seen. I heard her stammering as heavy footsteps made their way up to us. She fell backwards, scrambling over towards the rest of us in stunned fear, unable to say anything before her mother came into view, half-conscious and still strapped to my Daddy. Thick, sticky semen ran out her mouth and nose, and her blouse was soaked in a layer that clung to it like glue, the wetness revealing her silken bra and pronounced nipples.

I knew my pheromones were beginning to work when I noticed an increase in arousal around me, even tempered by fear. The daughter made it back over towards us, hyperventilating and trying to scream through her panic, as Daddy slowly approached. Brushing my sister’s hand away, I stood up and walked to meet him, commenting on his handiwork. I was about to ask why he’d disobeyed and come upstairs, but, much like it was with my lover, I got a quick picture of his thoughts. He had felt my distress. It seemed I had gained a link with him in my change. I immediately wondered if I had gotten the same thing with Mommy and little sis, hoping it was so. As a test, I decided to call them over. I’d know in about half an hour if I was right.

I was snapped out of my revere by one of the girls getting up enough courage to bolt. The red head made for the stairs, flying by us suddenly. Before I even realized what had happened, I had caught her. I hadn’t moved, but I had her. A tentacle stretched from my back to around her wrist, holding her tightly and pulling her towards me just as I’d wished. It was an amazing feeling, and I finally realized my babies had done as much changing to my body as they had to my mind. Knowing I had grown much more like my lover, taking on a kind of double role as human and…whatever he was…was a thrill.

I pulled her up to me, slapping her hard and leaving a big streak of my girl-cum across her cheek to get her to stop screaming before explaining that she’d get her turn when I was good and ready. I threw her back towards the other girls, sending her spilling into them in a heap. The slime coating her wrist and forearm would accelerate the process for her, but that escape attempt would not be forgotten. The look of abject horror on all their faces was priceless as I stared at the lot of them. A few mouthed their denials of what they were seeing, a few even curled up into a ball and began sobbing, but most were just scared silent. Yet is was the large breasted charcoal black girl who once again got my attention by not looking on with terror, but a fear mitigated by curiosity. She’d be quite interesting.

Satisfied they wouldn’t try that again, I called Daddy over to me. Like a good Daddy, he hadn’t done anything I hadn’t told him to while in my presence, and the mother was hanging limply off him, coughing up globs of semen in between moans. I grabbed her chin and kissed her deeply, tasting Daddy’s semen and the same tanginess I’d gotten from her kitty mixed with her saliva. I swallowed the slime covering her mouth, my tongue exploring every crevice to make sure I didn’t miss any.

It took me a bit to notice that it was going a bit further than should have been possible. When I was licking the roof of her mouth nearly to her uvula, the woman’s incoherent realization that something wasn’t right brought it to my attention. Fascinated, I decided to see just how far it could go. I watched happily when her eyes flew open, fully aware of my tongue going down her throat. And it kept going! When I hit something deep inside, the muscles of her esophagus contracting in a desperate attempt to get me out, I realized I’d hit her stomach! I licked it, and tasted semen. She was so full from Daddy cumming in her behind that it’d backed up into her stomach and then out her mouth, and there was quite a lot of it still trapped down there.

I knew Daddy was nearly ready to cum again, the walk up the stairs and the sight of so many pretty girls bringing him almost to orgasm yet again, so I let him. I wanted to drink him through our new plaything. A few quick strokes, and Daddy howled, his thing twitching hard and sending spurt after spurt up her behind. Of course, it pushed cum out of her stomach to make room, the gusher covering my amazingly long tongue and then flowing into my mouth. The seal was not perfect, so plenty of cum dribbled out of where our mouths met and onto my torn shirt, but I came right then and there at how hot it was.

Once he’d finished and she’d stopped throwing up, I reached up and tore apart her blouse with a yank, instructing Daddy to untie her. She fell into my arms, her boobies pressing into mine and getting covered in a thin layer of cum from my shirt. I laid her down, watching only briefly as cum began to leak from her behind, before turning to Daddy. Grabbing his thing, I began to clean it off, tasting his cum again and slurping it down. Cum hanging from my chin, I giggled as I told my sister how much she’d be enjoying this from now on as well just before sucking the entire thing down my throat. I was turned away from them, but I could tell their flight instincts were tempered by the tentacle still waving about from my torn shirt and the helpless woman next to us. I made sure to make my sucking sounds extra loud just to emphasize who was in control.

Deciding to test exactly how it worked, I thought about making another tentacle. The cloth tore, and a second tentacle sprouted from my back, immediately being put to good use dragging the exhausted naked woman beside us to her knees. It wrapped itself around her neck, guiding her to the sack below Daddy’s thing. She complied when I squeezed a little, going to work feverishly. I knew Daddy liked it a lot, as I felt his…cock…grow even larger in my throat. It would stay at least that size thanks to me. I’d learned that after bringing him under my sway like I had Mommy. The more I licked and sucked, and the bigger he got, the bigger he could get.

I created more tentacles, now that I knew how easy it was, and sent them to tease my helper’s kitty (calling it a pussy or cunt sounded so weird) as well as her boobies. She squealed as I did so, shaking in orgasm even as Daddy grabbed the back of my head. I had taught him well. He knew better than to try and pull out.

In a matter of minutes, Daddy sent shot after creamy shot down my esophagus, filling my tummy wonderfully with each hot gob as he added to his previous deposit. Like me, he was able to shoot even more now, and filled me to the brim with only one try. He pulled back, letting the last few shots fill my mouth exactly the way I liked it, before pulling free, still rock hard. I heard the red head scream in orgasm, the sight working with the slimy aphrodisiac and the pheromones to overcome her fear. The other girls looked at her in horror as she recovered and tackled my big sis, panting incoherently before planting a big, wet kiss on her lips.

I grinned happily before forcing the older woman to lay back. She spread her legs, and I told Daddy he was to breed her as hard and as much as he could until I said to stop. More than happy to obey, he got down and stuffed his now 16 inch cock into her small kitty, making her scream in half pain, half pleasure. The tissue tore and I saw blood, his extra-large cock stretching her further than she’d been since childbirth. He was rough, too, just like I’d told him. He just kept pushing, pulling back only a little each time and thrusting back in as hard as he could. Her cries were less human and more yelping like a dog, her gummed up throat making speech nearly impossible for her.

Stripping off my ruined clothes quickly, I crawled next to her, grabbing her boobies and taking one in my mouth. I sat down on her tummy, causing a little more cum to push out of her mouth and behind, feeling Daddy’s cock push in and out of her. She grunted in pain as he hit her cervix and I bit her nipples, but still managed to convulse in orgasm after only a few minutes of our assault. As she did, I felt Daddy thrust extra hard, and his cock went all the way in, the head popping into her womb, giving me a much needed cum from the sensation.

I felt something else as well. My stomach seemed to come alive, as if a thousand little tadpoles were wriggling around in there. A sudden need to throw up gave me no chance to avoid the woman beneath us, and I drenched her tiny boobies in a gush of white semen. Much to my surprise, however, was that it was not the only thing I threw up. Small, greenish things no bigger than a peanut, but much thinner, wriggled about in the fluid, tiny tentacles wriggling from their bodies. Maybe I had made them with Daddy’s cum? Whatever they were, they quickly began to move.

I watched in fascination as they made their way to the woman’s nipples. Dozens of them congregated around each, until a few seemed to grab hold of the edges of the erect flesh with their tentacles, pulling hard. Another then headed towards the stretched skin, finding the hole her milk came out, and began pushing. She screamed in pain, only to be silenced by my tentacle in her throat. It moved deep into her throat as I watched the tiny creature in wonderment. The nipple expanded improbably around it, finally allowing them passage as each one squeezed its way into her boobies. I saw the bulges form under her skin as they moved, nearly not noticing as more began to line up to repeat the process.

More and more pushed in, the bulges forming and then disappearing as they moved deeper. By the time the free ones had made their way in, the nipple was so stretched that the ones holding it open had time to follow the others, which they did quickly, before it closed behind them. It was so hot I started cumming, even feeling liquid squirting out of the tentacle in her mouth. As I came down from this newest high, I saw her boobies growing before my eyes, the nipples nearly gushing milk as they did so. I swiftly dove for it, now able to push both nipples into my mouth at the same time as I drank thanks to her new DD cup.

Behind me, several more of the girls seemed to break down. Screams of panic and despair as a few descended into a crying fit. My sister was still trying to fight off the red head, but losing the battle as her body started to like it even as her mind still said no. The girl had one hand down my sister’s panties and another on her boobies, still kissing her and acting like she couldn’t cum until my sister did. The charcoal black girl subconsciously licked her lips as she watched me drink, not paying attention as her hand moved to her own kitty. I laughed when she, without the aid of my more potent aphrodisiacs, grabbed one of the blonde girls with tiny boobies and pulled her in for a kiss.

The sound of a car pulling up into the driveway and the approach of two minds I knew quite well confirmed my link to my thralls. Mommy and little sis would be on their way upstairs to join in as soon as I was ready to introduce them.