I picked up the remote control and switched on the TV; if this was itthen it was time to get used to my prison.................................................................................................................................Time passed slowly I've no idea how many times I had glanced at theclock. I had even defied Mom's orders a bit and sneaked outside for acigarette from a pack I had planted in the holdall while she was notlooking. The thing was it was different no one had really. "What does this have to do with my question?" she asked, blushing slightly."It has to do a lot," I said. "Without your husband being out there, I would never have this great chance to meet charming you." You are very sweet," she said. "It is a great chance for me, too." Do you want to dance?" I suggested, changing the subject.The lady hesitated to answer."Come on," I said. "It is your birthday. You got to have fun. You know I would never forgive myself and Madame Layla would kill me if I could. “To give us a bit of time together” he added as he moved closer to her. Susan backed off slightly as she gathered her thoughts. “I don’t think we should be doing this” she whispered half-heartedly. “Its not fair to my partner or your wife” she added even less convincingly as she backed up against the kitchen table. Sean moved closer, a slightly bemused look on his face. Slowly he unbuckled his belt as he said to her “I’m going to fuck you over that table”. He then started to undo his. Her tongue, rougher than a human's or a faerie's, lapped up the mix of cream and girl-cum staining my tits, her eyes so bright.“Feast, Nathalie. We have to clean our Mistress up.”“Yes,” the Zeutchian girl moaned before she fell to her knees on the other side of me.Chapter Twenty-Seven: Harem's Delightful CelebrationZanyiaI licked with such excitement, tasting the mix of pussy cream on Aingeal's body. It combined with the salty delight of the hermaphrodite's girl-cum. My mouth watered in utter.