"Sheila laughed, as I had intended. "Nat? He's a friend of the family. He's been best friends with my brother Todd since they were 10 or 11. He offere... to be my - how did he put it? - oh yeah, my pack mule yesterday since none of my brothers could be there to help me move in."I cut my eyes to Sheila at the mention of brothers again."I'm not sure I like the way you say that. Just how many brothers do you have? And are any of them likely to beat me up for drooling over their sister?"Sheila. Green and hazel eyes looked up at me as Emily and Winter nuzzled into my pussy. I felt two lips, two sets of tongues, lap through my folds. I groaned, reveling in my new powers. It was incredible to enjoy. It was outstanding to experience. Their tongues were timid, brushing across my labia, not digging deep.But it was still hot. I mind-controlled them into eating my cunt.“Mmm, you can do better,” I purred. “You have nothing to be afraid of. Eating pussy doesn't make you a slut. So enjoy. The one-armed man hadn't raised his weapon, but stood watching the shootout occur. He stood there as if unsure whether to fight or run for cover. Like a deer in the headlights, armed with its own shotgun but unable to bring it to bear.Monique squeezed off three shots. One went wide, the other was closer but she'd overcompensated. The third hit the man squarely in the side, low and in the gut. He spun. Without combat training or experience, he hadn't secured his gun. As he tumbled the rifle. I took the parcel box in front of me on the floor and then used the key-ring that I had to open the box and to see what my mother has gifted to me this time on my birthday. I was hoping to find several new dresses looking at the size of the box that encapsulated all the stuff together. But what I found to be my gifts was surely not expected by me, from my mom especially.When I opened the box, I was amazed to see the amount of kink that my mother had. She had gifted me some of her sex-toys,.