’He began to stammer a response, so I cut him off saying, ‘Oh, come on, don’t be shy.’ His fingers were trembling as he began to massage the o...l into my bottom and I moved a little, slightly parting my thighs. His hands were making the most of their brief period in contact with my flesh and a couple of times his fingers “slipped” into the cleft of my bottom, accompanied by a muffled apology. He finished and I thanked him, asking if he would like me to put some on him.His response was too swift,. “I promise sir,” I answered.“And don’t think that you will ever see her pussy because that will never happen, do you understand?” Martin confirmed.“I understand sir, thank you for letting me see her breasts.”“You have now seen her ass and tits but you will never see her pussy!”“I understand,” I replied.I left them alone and I worked myself off in my bed before falling asleep, happy and fulfilled.The following morning I took their coffee to them and Jen was sitting up in bed with the sheet. “These ... unions would make the hosts ... effectively immortal, am I correct?” I asked the Fae.“Indeed, they would. So consider that detail when naming names,” the Fae answered quickly.“Andrea Wilton, Nicole Santini, Celine Charbonneau. Anne Archer. Terry Jastrow. My remaining guards: Bruce, Kerry, Josephine, Walter, Valerie, Stewart, Bill, and Mark,” I stipulated the names of Ellis’s original Secret Service, now Imperial Security, detail.“Done!” the Fae bellowed, “but there are many more Fae. You are one lucky dude to be living in a house with these beautiful women. They look like a couple of professional models lounging around before a photo shoot."Michael picked up the remote control and turned off the television then sat down next to Mom on the couch. He put his arm around Mom then told the guys to sit down on the thick white carpet because he wants to show them something. Michael finished his beer and sat it on the end table then moved his hand over and began playing with Mom's.