Mom and I were always close. I think it was because I was her first born. But it was my aggressive personality towards her as well. Mom was submissive...and as such, craved to be dominated. Sometimes, the most outrageous acts of mastery over her were her greatest turn-ons. Occasionally, I would take her to the Saturday matinee at the theatre, and inside, I would feel her up right in front of some guys there who were checking out her massive tits. She would blush, but allow my manipulation of her. It only required theestablishment of an elite female government somewhere. That it happened in theUnited States was most fortunate as it gave them a technologically advancedpower base. The scientists, many ofthem men working in the laboratories of the large conglomerates owned orcontrolled by the feminist leaders had developed genetics or ?Eugenics? as itcame to be known to a high degree. There a method was developed by which theentire male population could be infected and controlled to an. "I'll show you gushy, asshole." Said the voluptuous blond vixen, throwing herself on top of me.Kirsten joined her and, robes flying, they used their talented tongues and remarkable pussies to prove to me that sexy is far more fun that gushy.I saw in the corner of my eye that Mike was above Lea, slowly stroking into her while Samantha fondled his balls and alternated between them with her sensual lips, kissing and suckling.Partners changed, warm soft, skin caressed me, firm breasts tantalized. ” “Thank God,” Meg thought. Flushed and excited, she jumped up and tossed over her shoulder “Lunch in 30 minutes.” Meg hit the door, stripping out of her clothes and headed for her shower. The water rushing over her heated skin and aching nipples heightened her need for release. She reached for the shower head and screamed. Ben and Matt were sitting on the deck enjoying a beer, ready to hit the pool and cool off. They heard the shower turn on, both lost in thought of Meg…naked… just inside the.