Johnny was perfectly capable of removing our clothes and figuratively tucking us in. I'd tried it once and it was just too weird for me. Maybe I could...get used to if, later.One thing was fairly constant though. My Queens pretty much teased me senseless during the day and then tried to fuck me to death most nights. I wasn't complaining about that in the least though. In fact, Jackie was inhaling my Royal dick at the moment and I was oh so proud of her efforts.Later, I felt like a stallion trying. Then, to give you an idea of just where the rest of her visit went, at breakfast, she got off her chair and sat on the floor in front of me, reached in my boxers which I had worn to breakfast, pulled out my cock and sucked me off while my sister cooked pancakes and bacon. You can imagine what the rest of her visit was like. So, this time, the two sisters had gotten in on the same day, Friday, and I had set up the hot tub for them so they could have a nice time getting caught up on their lives.. "Does that mean she will be my Mummy now?" he asked - a pretty sharp question for a 7 year old.I squatted in front of him. "That's for you and Melissa to work out," I said. "No one can replace Mummy for you and the girls, but Melissa may well become the mother of your little brothers and sisters." He nodded - apparently satisfied with the answer and clearly neither shocked by, nor adverse to, the idea of younger siblings.The reactions from the three young women were rather diverse. Melissa. I loved the feel as it hit my back, and I held my arms up behind my head, exposing my stinkn pits, with already more bush than a lot of 18 year olds. Some said I was always showin off, cause I didn't face the shower heads. I just told them, naa—I just aint shy. So it came to be on this day, that the team ass-hole, Johnny Bradly, decided he had to make a comment about my big dick. I don't really remember what he said, but I responded with something like he was weird for making fun of the dude.