Banshee left Jean to her machinations, then went back upstairs to catch the news on the television. It was so much easier to let some news commentator...show scenes and give a verbal description of what he thought was going on, than to have the monitors downstairs pulling in all kinds of information and trying to sort through it all. Grabbing a can of beer from the fridge and a bag of potato chips from the cupboard, Banshee settled into one of the recliner chairs in the rec room, then used the. “Let’s get him inside and see if he can be convinced to try to deliver a few.”I sighed heavily as I allowed Tatyana to guide me into the entry room of our home. I found my sister waiting for me. She had a frown on her face.“Mark,” she whined. “I tried to get the AI to allow me to call Jessica and the call didn’t go through.”I nodded. “AI, is Jessica refusing calls?” I asked.“One moment,” the AI answered.There was a long silence and then we heard Jessica’s voice through the speakers. “Mark,. Then she moaned and planted her cunt right on my mouth.“Mom!” I gasped, her thick labia and rubbing on my lips.“Lick me, Henry!” she moaned, her tail swishing in the air above my eyes. Her rump clenched beneath it. “Devour me. Thrust your tongue into me. “Mmm, show Mommy how much you love her beautiful body.”“So much,” I groaned and then I licked her.My tongue slid through her folds. I licked and lapped through her folds, loving the taste of her. She had such a wonderful flavor. I shuddered as. I’d never met Mrs. Brooke before and she wasn’t anything like I imagined. She was probably in her late 40s, with shockingly blonde hair, almost white, wavy and cut to just above her shoulders. Her eyes were an icy blue, and her cheekbones made her look almost ethereal, like some sort of fairy creature. A black top and a floral dress framed her toned body, and her heels clicked loudly on the floor as she walked. She was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen.As she stood before me, one hand on.