”It finally began to dawn on Jimmy what was going on, and he stared wildly at his mother. He was already climbing down off the couch when Holly chim...d in, “Is Peter going to be my Daddy?”Neither Lauren nor Peter could answer before Jimmy exploded. “NO! I already have a father. You’re not my dad! You can’t be my dad!” Before his mother could react, Jimmy ran out of the room and up the stairs. They heard a bedroom door slam loudly.Lauren stared across the coffee table at Peter, then broke down in. ? was all she said.?Yes, My Lady. Thank you, My Lady?Thus dismissed he arose off his knees, picking up the joystick as he went. He would later lick it completely clean, before washing it with soap and water, and then replacing it back under her bed for future use whenever she required it.A mere minute after he departed a distinguished looking gentleman, dressed in full butler attire, entered the room. Appearing decidedly younger than his seventy years, Edward was Deanna’s oldest slave, both. The minute you picked this up and began reading it, you put your mind in my hands. So now, here we are, and where do we go from here? I have the perfect opportunity to help you and teach you, or I could take your mind and bend it and twist it around my little finger, and you could walk away as demented as they say I am.One thing I’d like to know is: who are “they”? I mean, you hear that all the time; they say this… or they say that… get what I mean? If you haven’t guessed, I have decided. One fellow called Gwen’s attention to the wine glass. It was now full of cum. Gwen asked, “How many of you contributed?”Eight guys raised their hands. Gwen got off the mattress and walked over to retrieve the glass. She sat in an unoccupied easy chair and admired the glasses’ contents. Then, to every one’s amazement, she began sipping the liquid.Gwen stopped for a moment and said, “This cum cocktail is wonderful. I appreciate it dearly you guys.” Gwen smiled showing a cum mustache that she.