Just then, Bloo charges into the room, licking a Popsicle. Mmmm, who knew pineapple tasted this good. Mac lifts his head and looks at Bloo. Whered you...get that? Refrigerator. He gets up and storms towards Bloo. What are you thinking? Were already in trouble, you want to bury us more? Relax, Mac. Theres no one here. We have the whole house to ourselves. Bloo pauses for a moment, realizing what he just said. LETS GO NUTS!!! Bloo scurries out of the room and down the hall, with Mac chasing after. I would tease and taunt you as I picked up various instruments. I know that you would be watching; wondering what I would select for you. What do you fear most I wonder? I know what you fear most. I know what everyone fears most. I am not a Maitresse for nothing! My single-tailed whip would make you say yes. It’s just a pearl handled instrument with a simple, single strand of leather, knotted at the end; just a simple instrument of pain but a very effective instrument. The lashes seem easy to. 'It happens on rare occasions that the result of our breeding is a recessive. These recessives are much closer to you than we are. They can't transmit thoughts though they can receive them. Now you will be led to your habitat, and we will communicate later.'"What's your name?" I asked.'It does not matter as when you communicate with one of us you communicate with all of us.'The platform I was on started moving and exited the dome I was in and proceeded down a glassed tunnel for some time until. I had no choice but to take it out of my pants.I took my Nine-inch cock in hand and began to masturbate in earnest. By then, it was doing my thinking for me. I almost jumped out of my skin when Gran stirred in her sleep."What if she wakes up and catches me jacking off?" I thought. "I almost wish that she would." I pumped my cock harder, and as I slipped over the edge, I did something truly insane. I stepped forward and sprayed my Grans tits with cum. What was I to do? If I tried to clean her up.