. well, needless to say, that dress is now on my bedroom floor, along with all the black lace and satin I was wearing underneath. I propped myself up ...nto one elbow and looked at him. His body radiated with satisfaction- the kind of glow you only get from and intense session of fucking. I smiled to myself and ran my fingers up his sheet-covered thighs and torso. He growled- a deep, masculine sound. Laughing, I buried my face his neck, taking in his masculine musk and bit him, ever so gentle, on. ’ ‘It will be lovely. What shall I bring?’ And although Andrea was excited to meet Stephano’s sister, as the day had drawn closer she was also nervous. She fretted about what they would make for lunch. The day before, Stephano found her standing in the bedroom, hands on her hips, frowning at her reflection in the mirror. The floor around her feet covered with her discarded clothes. He had pressed himself up against her and pulled her into his arms, watching her reflection in the mirror over her. "It took you long enough." She rolled her eyes at me then a small smile spread across her face. "I'm going to get ready for bed." She said casually. "Don't stay up to late." And with that she was gone. My panties grew damp as I watched her ass sway as she walked upstairs. A small smile played on my lips as I finished up my contracts, rushing just a little. Once I finished and put them into my briefcase, I checked the doors, set the alarm and turned out the lights before heading upstairs. When I. And ... And maybe we should release the sluts." What?" I asked in surprise. "No, no. I love my sluts!" I love them, too, Mark. But, what if deep inside they're unhappy. What if they're like my mom. I say we give them a choice. Free them and let them choose to be with us." I'm not sure we can free them from the spell," I protested. "They may still be tied to us."Mary shrugged. "We can at least give them back their free will, like we did with our family." Mary paused, then pointed out, "You say.