"Guests as in more than one girl?"I nodded affirmatively. "Caroline and Amanda."She repeated herself, "Two girls?"I nodded again hoping she'd let the ...atter drop. She didn't; she badgered me until I gave her a heavily edited version of the two girls and me.I dropped my fork when Katrina nodded and said, "Been there, done that." Really?" I squeaked."Yes, really," she chuckled, "it's not that uncommon nowadays. It has been a while since I have been with a woman, I'm definitely male oriented, but. Ronnie had already earned her pay as far as I was concerned. I'd also discovered one of the limitations of my wish-it-true ability.It seems that a sociopath is immune to my confess-it-all strategy. He was able to escape before being carted downtown to the police station with the rest of them and didn't stand in line to confess his sins with all the others. Ronnie wasn't taking any chances and she had all of the girls involved identify any of the guys who molested them. When Vicky's turn came,. " Now if you want a woman to do a good job back here in the future, remember how this feels, and you can tell her what to do." Mom said as she started to rub her fingers against my prostate. The checkup was over now, she was doing this to make me cum! I couldn't believe that she was actually going to do this! Mom was working her fingers around and around, massaging my gland in every direction she could press on it.I didn't say anything, I just let her keep going. She was a professional at this. I lay on my stomach panting hard. I heard a sound at my door, and a quiet giggle erupted from someone lips. I twisted my body around and there was my sister Elizabeth, back from college for the summer. “OH shit Liz, untie me! This is so embarrassing.” She giggled more. “I see, Daddy finally got up enough nerve to fuck you too. He has been fucking me for two years.” “Liz, shut up and untie me.” Liz just stood there in my room, a picture of prettiness. Liz was tall, and thin, but with more.