. this is really happening! We’re both gonna join the harem, aren’t we? We both have Schumacher Syndrome!” Hubert reacted with shock.“Well, te...hnically you don’t, but you’re about to have it. I can’t pass it to anyone, but my daughter can ... and will! Enjoy becoming addicted to her sweet, sweet pussy ... and those of others. Not to mention ass! Even cock, in fact. To say nothing of the oral services of the harem ... of both sexes in it!“But the piece de resistance is Master’s fine prick, which. He called to just talk and see how things were going because he was away. I told him I just left the bar with friends and was headed home. He asked me if I could do him a favor and help him pick up a case of beer for a party he was going to. Something about this call was weird from the start but I just did not think much of it. I told him it was late I was tired, and headed home. He started to plead with me to help him out but after a few more seconds of conversation I figured it out. He was. But still Marylou chose to linger over the preliminaries, teasing Rachel--and tormenting herself by such prolonged starvation, by nibbling around the edges while the juicy main course waited.She moved higher and her pink tongue rustled through Rachel's dark cunt hair like a rodent in a dark forest."Please! Suck my fucking cunt!" Rachel begged.Those words were music to Marylou's ears. But she moved higher, tonguing up Rachel's smooth belly. She drew the girl's dress up as she went, rolling it up. She hissed and moaned. I tinkled her areola and the pointed tits with my tongue and she moaned loudly. I planted a deep and passionate kiss at her pink lips and seeing her lips pouted, inserted my tongue gently inside her warm and steamy mouth. She was now fully relaxed and started reciprocating my action with passionate love. I squatted between her legs, parted her legs apart and tinkled her clit with my tongue. She moaned and pushed her convulsing and throbbing pussy against my tongue. I.