I could use an army of men like Jackson but they would make my life difficult after they had finished their jobs unless I renewed the conditioning on ...hem every year or so.The men stayed in the house as Lauren went to gather the twelve survivors. They had to get into their old clothes or some of the used clothing I brought. An hour later they showed up. The men were given money to compensate them for the shot up cars they owned or rented as well as for wages. In the latter case they were to say. “I’m almost finish man” He smiled. I walked back into the living room. Constantly watching the clock, my shift was to begin shortly and I was worrying I would be late. Reggie reappeared fresh with a wicked grin on his face.“Feeling better” I smiled.“Yea” His face glowed. I pointed at the door. He understood. He walked past me and I noticed my fragrance. Reggie helped himself to my cologne not that I minded. Strange it seemed Reggie was very familiar with my stuff. I did have to admit it did. Just before mother was in danger of becoming acquainted with the head of my penis, she whimpered, “I can’t Jason… !”But the smooth pink crown of my cock touched the red lipsticked full lips, having reapplied it numerous times through the evening, and pressed smoothly past and into her mouth.Throughout the evening I had teased mother numerous times about her sexy red lips – finding any excuse to kiss her red lips frequently. At first she enjoyed the game, pouting and kissing me back – laughing. The guy in front of me got up and I saw his dick was sticking out the fly of his slacks as he beat it. Reaching up with his free hand, he began rubbing my breasts. He came in close and started to kiss me, his tongue invading my mouth like the penis behind me invaded my pussy. I reached down with one hand and started jerking him. He was warm and firm in my hand and he began grunting as we kissed. "Yes," came the voice from behind me, "Jerk him off. Make him cum on your shoes. Think about how his.