Mother-daughter incest, in fact. That’s okay with you, right? Your harem can still do things like that? Including with people outside it?” Gina pl...aded with me as I pampered her flesh and kneaded it more than a little.“Honey, you’ve done nothing wrong, okay? Nothing wrong at all! Think nothing of it. In fact, I dare say that one way or the other, your bond with your mother will only get stronger from this. I’m back, baby girl, and I’m not going anywhere, but neither is your mother. Or Mom, for. "Beg for it."I look down at his cock, the the large organ so hard I can see it throb intime with his heartbeat; a small whimper escapes as I look back at hisface. These perfect arms, I note, strong and well defined, and I can't helpmyself. I extend my tongue and ever so gently lap at his forearm, tracingevery muscle as I look into those smoldering eyes."Fuck," he grunts, lining his cock up, pressing the flared head against myquivering hole just lightly enough for me to freeze in. “Are we going to at least going to have toilet paper, Ma’am?” Cheyenne asked as she scrunched her nose in disgust at the thought of having to piss through the grate in her chastity belt.“That would involve unlocking the belt. I suppose you’ll just have to drip dry those pissy little holes until you take them off and give them a proper cleaning,” Karen said. She assured the girls it could be worse – “I could send you outside completely naked with a dog leash like your mother,” Karen mused.“Are. “Come on guys, let’s go home. We have a command performance to put on in twenty minutes.” She glanced at us and then at our upstairs window that overlooked their Jacuzzi and part of their patio. The threesome gave us rather hot goodbye kisses depending on sex, gathered their bowls and plates, and headed through the break in the shrubbery.Ginger moved around the table and sat in my lap. She planted a very passionate kiss on my lips. Even through her bathing suit and mine, I could feel she was.