I felt a reaction in my groin as I watched her taut calf muscles. Thank God for high heels, I thought. I watched as she dug a few scoops of ice into t...e empty glasses, then poured what could only be described as a very full measure of gin. Her drink of choice was vodka and orange, which I noticed she made with considerably less alcohol. "Let's go down to the den, it's much more comfortable down there. We usually save the living room for the vicar, or my husband's boss when he stops by. Why. What else could I interrupt? Weddings? Funerals? Bachelor or bachelorette parties? Barbeques? Potlucks? Tailgate parties? Fraternity keggers? Sorority hazing rites?Yeah, this spelled nothing but new delights for yours truly. But cosplay conventions were a great place to start, no doubt of that. I adored nerds and geeks of all kinds, after all. I would use them to help raise my growing army and build up my kingdom here on Earth. I would overthrow all governments and I would do it right under the. “Stay there and don’t move,” he threatens with piercing eyes. “Better yet, close your eyes.” He doesn’t have to tell me what he would do to me if I disobeyed him. I already know. He’d shove his cock into my small, tight ass without any lube, without any prep and without any mercy even though it would mean severe pain and damage. Granted, he’s never done that to me before. He’s just threatened it in the past. Sure, he loves me, but I’m not testing my limits. I wouldn’t put anything past. She wasn’t wearing any bra, and the blouse had turned translucent due to wetness, giving me a clear view of her dark brown areolas and her pointed nipples.I pulled mom closer to me and started to kiss her tits wildly. “Hey! What are you doing?!” mom said, but slowly gave in and started to moan. The wetness of my saliva added to that of her already wet blouse.I pulled off her saree haphazardly and I struggled to get rid of her skirt. Mom laughed at my predicament and helped get rid of her skirt.