The first thing I did after being restored to Saphique was make sure I had my magic. My milk filled my small breasts, and I ached to nurse someone. So...I found a pair of novices—Gressi and Tholia—and dragged them to my guest bedroom.“Oh, you are so delightful,” I purred, my hand sliding down to cup their round asses. They were both so cute. Their hands slid down my body, reaching for my pussy while their hot cunts humped against my thighs.I shuddered as their fingers ran through my bare pussy.. If it was urgent, either of them would have us on-shore in a matter of a couple, maybe three hours.“That’s what I had in mind, baby. We don’t even have to live aboard...”“Summer, Josh. Summer, maybe we stay more at our house.”Yes, it was ‘our’ house now. Just like it was ‘our’ boat and ‘our’ life. Despite some of the comments of former ‘friends’ about controlling the woman, I like life like this. Maybe it would be different if I’d married some ditzy moronette or self-centered bimbo, but this. I shouldn’t have even told my family about the Black Stigmata and the BSC. If I tell anyone anything, he’ll rip off the top of my cranium and use it as an ashtray. Those were his exact words. Listen, I will tell you someday. Let’s just say that what we found will revolutionize everything. We may finally able to stop the Black Stigmata or at least fight back.”“I sure hope so, I don’t feel safe leaving the house anymore.” “I can’t say I blame you. Listen, I’m going to keep looking around for any. The guys eyes were wide as she walked into the room. 'Ok guys, just to remind you of the rules, pretty much anything goes, but No Penetration! Understood?' Everyone nodded. 'Ok, lets start. Jason, Andy, Who wants a massage first?'They both looked at one another, 'I'll go first,' said Jason. And with that he pulled he's t-shirt over he's head, undid he's belt and dropped he's jeans. Julie was eyeing up he's muscular figure. She step towards him, 'Need some help with these?' She said coyly as her.