She cups each breast in turn and squeezes them gently and then more firmly, still caressing her thigh with her other hand. Rory takes her nipple betwe...n her fingers and pinches it lightly, twisting it and tugging gently on it through her shirt. She gives a little gasp of delight, trying to remain silent.Chance watches her suddenly lean slightly forward and reach for the hem of her shirt. She slides it up over her head to reveal the perfect pair of breasts. He hopes that it is dark enough for. Kind of like the Mommy and Me classes they used to have on Earth. Maybe your girls could sit in on one of them?"Bob checked out the butt in question, "I don't think your butt is flabby. Maybe I'll send the girls over this afternoon." Great!" Joan said. Over the course of the next few weeks, Bob did send his concubines and children over to the Community Center. He often accompanied them and he always made it a point to talk to Joan about what the concubines were learning.One afternoon, Bob asked. Hell, beating on hishead has his cock standing at attention. I think I'm going to owe youfor this one." Jerry said, "We'll be at your house in one more block." Jimbo said, "Okay, put the hood on him so we can take him out ofthe van into the house." Afraid to move or speak (and I must admit the fear was actuallycreating a throbbing in my cock) I just stayed there on my knees asJerry pulled a rubber hood over my head. He adjusted it so that mymouth and nose were free and my ears. As they staggered home from a party, a cocktail of vodka and cheap cider swirled in their stomachs. The briskness of the autumn night had sobered them somewhat and their merry nonsense had turned somewhat philosophical in nature.When they had arrived at the door to their block, Robert had looked at him with a serious expression and, the more Erik thought about it, a hint of pain and sadness in his dark brown eyes. “I need to tell you something,” he had said, “But not here.”They both looked up.