.and I could have gone on likethat forever...that is until the whispers turned to screams...I still couldn't tell what the voices where screaming, but...I knew that theywere angry. I felt guilt unlike anything I'd ever experienced beforegnawing at my soul. If the earlier whispers were letting me know that itwas good to be fucked, the screams were telling me it was bad to cumwithout permission. I remember being scolded before, a room full of sissiesmocking me as I lost sissy chicken to my own. Suddenly I heard someone pulling up in the drive way. I looked at the door; but Ana was sitting closer so she got up to see who was.She opened the door and walked outside. I tried to see from the sofa, but it was too dark out there. I could hear my sexy wife, dressed in a robe, talking with someone.Then the door opened and Ana came inside followed by a guy I had never met. She introduced him as an old friend, but she did not say his name. The stranger nodded and sat next to my wife on the. ” she burst into tears. Joe pulled her body back towards his chest whispering, “ Shhh, I am here to stay. Baby, don't think I don’t want you or desire you. Pulling away from you was the hardest thing I have ever had to do, next to giving you time to think about being mine. I handled this all wrong and I had to stop. Joy, I promised you nothing would happen tonight and had I not stopped, I would be buried deep inside you right now. I know you’re not ready for that yet. As your Master it’s my. My daughters and son (well, not MY son) were happy to see their new cousin and finally meet Aunt Nancy. I noticed that Nancy had gained some curves in her hips, likely from the pregnancy, and her breasts had certainly gotten larger, both from age and the pregnancy, I imagine. Nicole and Nancy spoke about motherhood (Nancy was unaware that Jack isn’t mine, but a product of Nicole and her dad almost 3 years ago). They discussed nursing issues, husband issues, clothes, and cravings. The kids.