It felt VERY good and I now was panting into Mrs. Perkins’ open and very wet cunt. I knew that I was close, yet I also knew what was next. I tried t... resist my primal need to orgasm, yet I knew that the punishment could be even worse if I made a mess and orgasmed without consent. I lifted my mouth off of Mrs. Perkins’ warm and wet center.“I’m close, Mommy” I announced, “May I, please?”“Absolutely NOT” she yelled back. “How close are you?” she added with a small chuckle.“VERY close, PLEASE.... “Oh. In that case, do some in. I’ll have a look for it for you.” She showed him into the lounge. “Well this is where I left it.” He pointed to the couch. “But it’s not there.” “Perhaps it got hung up. I’ll check for you. Would you like a drink while I’m looking?” Alex could hardly turn down an offer like that. “Tea would be good. Or coffee.” “I’ll put the kettle on.” She did as she promised and returned instantly. “So you and mom. How did you meet? I mean you’re friends right?” . When I gave the signal all the women started yelling and the men were dispatched with no problem as they came out to see what was happening. No one else was hurt and I felt very lucky since only the ones I wanted to kill had even been scratched. It was almost too easy, but I'd take that outcome any day.Since I intended to do all the moving and cleaning up the old fashioned way there would be a lot of waiting for a while. We had a good handle on who was responsible for the mates of the dead men. She was tired. It was a long day. In a little while she was asleep.Sometime later Olivia awoke to find a hand on her thigh. It was Andy.“What’s up precious?”“Please don’t touch me. Please. I’ll scream.”“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” with that, Andy put her hand over Olivia’s mouth and began climbing up the bed and into the bunk. She got next to Olivia in the bed, keeping her hand over her mouth the whole time. There was barely room for the two of them in the small bunk. The big woman had.