They were pink of course, and as I rolled them half way up my arms, realized how ridiculous I looked, and far from hot like Amber looked in her linger...e. I decided to also put on make up and quickly slapped on some blush, eyeliner/shadow, and a light red lipstick that made me look like a complete sissy faggot. I then put on my robe and walked back to my bedroom to find Amber's face buried between Wendy's legs and Wendy, leaning back with something covering her face. I was astounded when I. When I had hardened to full staff in her hand, she bent over the counter and I slipped into her now soaked cunt from behind. I cupped her tits in both my hands and pumped into her, as she stroked her clit.She came almost immediately, and I wasn't too far behind her, grunting and shooing into her spasaming pussy. As soon as I was finished cumming, she pulled away, pulled up her panties and said, "I want those pictures." When laughingly I told her that they were valuable and asked her what they. Finally, realizing what I was doing, I looked up at Mom. She was just smiling away at me. Mom took a big bite of pancake and some syrup ran down her chin. Her tongue darted out from her full lips and licked the sticky syrup off her chin. My cock was getting hard. Fortunately, it was hidden under the table.I felt a little embarrassed about getting hard due to Mom. It must just be a fact of life though. If any other guy had a mom like Mom, they'd react the same way. This couldn't be as unnatural. I can’t let anyone know about me.“There is a device called a replicator. You’ve probably heard of one; there’s been one in every sci fi movie. In their version, you push a button and something nifty pops out – like a microwave. We’re on version 3 of our replicator now. The trick is to make it work on bigger quantities, and of course to make it safe from being taken over by megalomaniac individuals. It takes free atoms and can make anything. Same thing there as with the power thing: I needed a.