The two of us had plenty of room to clean up and get messy all over again. I could fit all of my girls in this shower, wet, willing, and squirming for...contact.I shook my head with the thought. Something was definitely off. Maybe it was the fact that I didn’t have several of my girls nearby to distract my thoughts with their own actions. Was that really the problem? Was I really that much of a pervert? Was it something else? Did my Magic corrupt me? I didn’t remember succumbing to thoughts like. It is painful, but it is also important that I remember. You see, she was an example, and a threat. At one time she had been an important person, but she angered a very powerful man, he had her kidnapped and sent to my ... he sent her to be broken. Eventually she was given back to him, as a pet. I was seven." She took a sip of her tea before continuing."I was raised in what you would call a whorehouse, but to call it such is like calling a milk stool a throne. There was nothing in this house. We all dutifully nodded and as soon as the nurse was out the door, Emily ripped off the sheet and sucked my cock and testicles into her mouth, sucking and licking all of my and Erika's cum off. She had been the only one not to have sex that morning and I could tell that her libido was barely in check. Her cravings were incredible, but she had been able to control them knowing that to do otherwise would have caused problems.Of course, before she had me clean, I was rock hard again, and without a. “I don’t know, I’m worried that I might damage your bra.”“Okay, so what do you suggest now?”“Well, I think that maybe you should get this off and put it in to soak.”“Okay, well if that is your professional opinion, then who am I to question it,” Jennifer said, sighing as her husband’s fingers released her nipple. “I’ll go take off my bra then.”“Okay, Mrs. Turner. I’ll just start some painting,” he said, taking both rollers from his wife. Jennifer looked down as she stepped back.“Oh my,” she.