I'm going to offer that to everyone he captured, including yourself. You can do that today if you'd like." Master, although I understand why you would...suggest this, and how generous you are in doing to, I can not accept your offer unless you tell me I have to. He's my son and although he's made mistakes, I don't want to punish him for what he did to me. I don't want you to stop offering it to your other slaves though. They each deserve the same choice, if you care to give it to them." Susan. She placed her hand on the underside of my cock and held it. It felt like electricity shot through my body.I didn’t know what to do. Nobody had ever touched my cock. I almost came when she held it. She slowly started squeezing the sides of my cock as she ran her fingers along the sides. Precum started leaking out the tip into her hand.She asked, ‘Has anyone ever held your cock before?’I shook my head no.‘I can’t believe no one has ever held your cock it’s so big,’ she whispered.She asked me if. She was wearing a short floral flare dress. Maybe five- foot-six in height, shapely hips, smooth skin, bright eyes, and a million dollar smile. “Well are you just going to stand there and stare at me, or are you going to get in here and fuck me?” she demanded, placing her hands on her hips.My lust took over my actions, and I quickly found myself slipping into the bathroom door and then turning around to close the door and make sure it was locked. When I turned back towards her, she was now. That meant I needed a real, working, solution.Beth Ann came through with it on the tenth day of November."Marry one of us, introduce the rest of us as sisters-wives from a previous marriage to Carl, and tell anyone you wish that we wanted to be together and you respect your wife enough to want her to be happy."She had a point..."I think you should marry one of us, and let us all stay out here in the lodge. It's wonderful here, and you don't need to sleep in the White House. You just have to go.