Well, technically she was Stefani's sex slave, but my lover was more than happy to share her mommy-slut with the entire family. We used Mrs. Armstrong... enjoyed her, and then returned her to her husband for the evening. We didn't want to break up their marriage.It was hot making her go to church with her husband, to pretend to the world that she was his demure and faithful wife while we made her our whore. The last few weeks had been naughty. It was just such a treat.It was all my brother's. My friend was offended and he said we should leave the place, i wanted to stay but i was so afraid to say it and i agree. We walked for a few meters and he went to his place, i start walking to mine and when i realized that he couldn't see me anymore i turned back to the bar. I went in wishing that they were still there; and they were!!! i sat on the same spot and a few minutes later one of them came close to me. He asked me where my friend was and i told them that he was feeling sick and had. They'll milk the juices right out of your pussy, and you're the young woman they're going to feed on."A faint strained whisper came from her as tears streamed down her face. "Please Eileen. Please don't do this to me. I'll do anything you want, but don't let those horrible freaks near me. Please." Amber." I said. "They are going to feed on you, but they won't hurt you at all. In fact you'll love what they do to you. Just relax and let it happen." I chuckled. "Of course you really don't have. He sat on his bed while Asrah knelt before him, waiting for instructions.“So you’re my genie?” Daniel asked.“Yes Master,” Asrah replied, smiling, but keeping her head bowed at all times.“And this is serious? It’s not Harry and Charlie playing a joke on me?”“I do not know who they are Master, but I promise this is no joke.”“In that case, this is bloody fantastic! I’ve got a genie! I can have anything I want!”“Anything within the bounds of the rules, Master,” Asrah said, smiling.“Alright, in that.