Standing there in the doorway, attired in a matching white lace bra, white garter, white panties, white thigh hi’s and white heels, Sheila looked li...e a Goddess. Sheila’s full breasts, overflowing inside her lovely bra, seemingly begged for the attention of my hungry lips and tongue. Her perfectly formed hips and ass, stretched her expensive panties. As I laid there admiring Sheila’s breath-taking beauty, I felt my own pussy beginning to rapidly moisten. I could not help but both admire and. The scream was absolutely perfect. It sends chills up my spine just thinking about it. It might take a few more examples, but it would eventually dawn on the girls that I would bring them incredible pleasure when they cooperated, and intense pain if they did not comply with my every whim. I knew they wouldn’t be able to help resisting, at least a few times, and it made me very happy.Using a few more tentacles to hold the screaming girl to her mother’s leaking nipple, the tentacles began. ”I concealed my surprise when Roberta showed up the following Saturday. If the two were really sisters there must have been some recessive genes or whatever they’re called in that family, for while Sara was brunette and light brown like most folks here Roberta was several shades lighter and her hair was, if not blonde, heading in that direction.I liked Roberta, I’ll say that straight out. She shared Sara’s forthright manner, a welcome trait in a culture where vague speech and flexible. During wartime, you sometimes form almost overnight friendships. From the very first day he arrived, he fit right in. When a guy in uniform came home, he assumed almost God-like status—especially in the eyes of the children.For several weekends, he managed to come visit our farm from the military base where he was completing basic training.He was so much fun to be with, and from the first day, he really didn't have a choice. He had a new best friend whether he wanted one or not—me.One weekend.