Sunday morning. Satiated. Sore. Aside from it being her first time, I know I'd come at least six times and we lost count of hers. And her pussy was as...tender as my dick. And we checked out and hit a fast food drive-thru for lunch masquerading as breakfast. And she stayed plastered to my side all the way home.Arriving back at the park, we entered the trailer. She picked up the linens from the sofa and turned to me smiling. "We won't be needing these again." Nope," I said. "I just started living. I don't know why the dating tapered off but guessing I would say that the men wanted more than mother was prepared to give. I wondered half humorously if she slapped their faces if and when they tried something. I don't really think so because mother isn't the slapping type. Perhaps she would be more likely to give them a brief dissertation on the virtues of abstinence.Actually I don't think it was attempts on her virtue that caused the dating decline; it was more likely to be suggestions of. Likes to take charge one minute, surrender rather eagerly the next. With me ... and Nicole, she’s always in control. We’re subs. We wouldn’t have it any other way,” Marten smirked as we kept driving toward the compound, which was very palatial, in fact.“This is even bigger than the one that I used to own. It’s a massive, customized complex, dwarfing most old antebellum plantations, in fact. It needs to be. We’re a church, after all, as well as a family. We have living quarters for a fuck-ton of. ’ She looked at me plaintively and added, ‘Please don’t say no. I’ve wanted you since I watched you dancing with that gorgeous redhead.’ The way she said ‘gorgeous’ I thought that she might be just as interested in Mom as she was in me. I thought about asking her if she wanted to do a threesome but decided not to. Julie stroked frantically on my hard crank which wasn’t necessarily a safe thing for her to do right then. After all the flirtation and groping of this night I was loaded and ready.