He comes back in a moment, carrying a stone crock and some little bowls. He opens the crock and splashes some clear liquid into the bowls. I grab one ...nd sniff it. Grain alcohol. Corn most likely. I pass the bowl to Alys and tell her it drink. Not the best for a pregnant girl but I can't have her getting hysterical either. I nod to Howle and he passes out the drinks. The girls drink it down with a large amount of gasping and sputtering.It is a production getting the girls to bed after that.. Do you understand?? ?Yes Sister Ruth.? ?This is to teach you the correct way to use yoursexuality. Your penis needs to be kept under the strict discipline of my highheels. But your mouth and lips may be put to better use.? Gently, lovingly and with great joy I begin to probeand tease Sister Ruth?s sex. I kiss every silky fold of her pussy, tasting hermusky scent and feeling her tiny shudders of pleasure. My tongue pushes intothe warm softness, touching around her clitoris but not roughly, not. Tom’s coarse language and physical touch, coupled with her anger at my betrayal, were having their effects on Joan and she said, “Well, Tom, if my cock sucker husband wants to see me fucked by your big cock then let’s give him what he wants!”Joan then turned to Tom and kissed him deeply, just like she had fantasized about so many times before. Tom also loosened and dropped his shorts and underwear, leaving his massive cock bare between him and my wife. Joan continued kissing Tom and also began. Really? Yea. Maybe you should have dressed me in something more discreet. You kidding me? I wanted you to look plain, yet sexy. And you let me dress you up after all. I suppose youre right, Mom said, taking a sip of her White Russian. So what do you think about all of these people? Do you think that theyll suspect anything? Dont be so paranoid. You look half your age. No 34 year-old mother wears jeans and tennis shoes on Mothers Day. Look at all of the other Mothers. High heels, dresses,.