Ah ... boy! Yes, girl and boy. Would that be okay, daddy?”“If you want, pumpkin ... I mean mistress.” I amended, blushing even more. And feeling...my cock getting mighty uncomfortable in my trousers. I don’t know exactly why. Maybe seeing my wife and daughter naked, maybe the thrill of calling Evelyn mistress. The jolt in my pants as I wondered about that, kind of answered the question.“Does that mean your mom can sleep in bed now? Do you want me to sleep on the floor instead?”“Hmmm. Yes and no.. It was Joe’s turn to shudder. He repeated the minute motion over and over until her breath caught in her lungs and her inner muscles squeezed, and a small gush of slippery heat soaked his fingertips. ‘Come here, baby. I need a taste. Straddle me.’ At her disoriented look Joe chuckled, and helped her maneuver into place above him, facing his torso. Her slim thighs framed his head, her pussy inches from his face as she leaned forward, and his palms moved to the creases of her hips to take some of. Lately she had been doing more hero stuff than villain, but she is starting to get a bit bored. Pammy left Gotham, so she is alone most of the time, no villains trust her after she switched to good, and heroes are wary of her for various reasons. Not a fun time. Suddenly there is a bright light surrounding her and she hears a voice in her head."I am granting you a very powerful gift Ms. Quinzel. In the simplest of turns, it is a godly penis. It has many powers, whomever you use it on will. "Whatever the hell I tell you to wear! Now put these on and shutup." You're asking me to wear her underwear?" Hunter was shocked as sheslapped them into his hand."They're white, brand new so she's never worn them, and just about thesame as your little briefs, so shut up and put them on," said his mother,pushing away his hand. "Now go blow out the dampness from that raggedyhead of yours while I figure out what I can put you in. Now go!"Into the bathroom he wandered, wanting to die as he stood at.