And I wanted them all. I wanted to breed them. To dominate them. I wanted to make them my sluts. My dragon-mother, her wife Sianili, and my two older ...isters would be my whores. My submissive women, worshiping Pyrriah, Lasla, and me.It would be amazing. My dick ached for it as I lay on my back on the soft dirt. The wind blew through the jungle foliage around us. My tongue thrust into Pyrriah’s depths. I stirred around in her cunt, drinking her juices.“Please!” begged Frelia. “I want it.”“What?”. He was just about to go back to his office when Barbara came out of her lingerie store, and asked if he could walk her to her car. Sam agreed, and tried to look official as she locked up and set the alarm on her place, then started to walk her to the parking lot.Barbara had been the subject of several of his fantasies, and he had long wished that he could get into her panties. She was just a few years younger than he was, and only her husband kept him from even trying. If he was caught screwing. That was one thing that would get Max off of his ass and out onto the deck. Each person came with their own set of needs and hopes, but if they had been there more than once, they knew that when they left, they would feel rested and glad they had come. Don Blake came with his son and they would spend days in the Croatan National Forest or out at the National Seashore exploring. Every year without fail, a group of six younger couples would take over the place and it was bedlam, and Lee loved. My cock was getting hard again and she asked me what did I think. I blurted out something like she was great and looked really nice. She then done another couple of twirls and went back into her dresser.I just sat there and readjusted myself to make me comfortable and once again she walked back in displaying another set and asked me what I thought. My erection was permanent now and I said she looked terrific or words to that effect. Again she teased me with some movement and twirls then went.