The manager removed the cover and handed me the tuxedo. I took it into a changing room and put it on. The slight bagginess had gone: the tuxedo fitted...like a glove. Cayenne smiled when I emerged; she obviously approved of the way the tuxedo looked on me.The manager fussed around me, thoroughly checking the fitting. And yes, he did check the fit at my crotch. I wondered whether he too was gay like his nephew. “Everything seems to be satisfactory,” he said. “Does it feel alright?”“Yes. Your. I shivered at that. We could communicate telepathically now. We both had the same nanites in our mind. What else could we do together? I was eager to find out. Just like I was eager to cum on the twins’ faces. I ached to coat them in my spunk.“You can’t use your powers, Alex,” moaned Alexis.“You’re wrong,” I groaned, Mindy and Cindy’s tongues dancing around the crown of my cock, teasing it. “We have to.”“But we’re not gods!” she objected.“No. Do you trust me, Alexis?”“I do ... Master,” she. I saw the towel getting wetter and couldn’t contain myself. I gently blew on her clit and with that she moaned even louder. I decided that this was the moment of truth and leaned over and licked her clit. She cried out “Oh mom that feels so good please do it again. “ realizing I had crossed the line I decided to go further spreading her legs even wider so I could get between her legs for better access to that now hotly shaved pussy. I looked at her and asked “Are you sure baby” , she just. “Yeah it’s fine.”“What do you like about it?”“Ugh. I guess, I don’t know,” Dean struggled to come up with something while looking at his mother in a bikini.“It’s red.”“Red? That’s it?”Dean shrugged.“Do you like the lighting? What about the posing? Do you think I should or could get away from doing beach stuff and focus more on photo shoots in gyms?”Monica flipped to another magazine, hoping to keep her son out of his room, engaged and interacting with her. She turned to a photo of her.