“What the hell is that. Scarlett, honey, go answer the door, would you?” She returned to the phone. “I’m not going to just walk into your lair... I’m too smart ... What the hell?”Reba didn’t disconnect the call and everyone could see on my little screen, dark shadows moving in with guns raised. Scarlett screamed. It looked like the same squad that had broken into the hospital after Lily’s birth. Too many to count as Reba waved her phone around screaming about her rights. Finally, the phone went. At the same moment, Wilhelmina likewise began vigorously strokingPercy's peenie. She knew that it would not take much effort to milk thenow very compliant sissy.Just as he realized what was going to happen and opened his mouth thesay 'oh, no,' the two boys erupted - and erupted - and erupted. Oddly,and without conscious thought, his mouth remained open and a favoredtarget of the two boys.As the boys showered Percy with their 'favors,' his very own littlepeenie gushed forth its milk in almost. Then he crooked a beckoning finger at Melissa. “I am sure Miss Villiers will be as kind and considerate as Miss Chant has been. Isthat not so?”“Yes . . . y-yes . . . Mr. Quentin . . .” replied Melissa, uncrossing a pair of lovely long limbs. “Whatever you s-say, Mr. Quentin . . .”“How tight is your skirt, Miss Villiers?”“Not . . . not t-too tight . . . Mr. Quentin.”“So you can pull it up?”“Yes, Mr. Quentin . . .”“Then kindly do so, Miss Villiers,” ordered Quentin with a smile. Melissa complied. Such as, when we first got together. We had so much sex.After a while that got better and we explored kinky fantasies with intimacy. More of that later, perhaps.I remember a night after a few years of being together where we were in a new house, our second house.The house was empty, as our furniture had not yet arrived. We had only got a couple of chairs and a table but we were happy with the new home.Long story short.She was horny and told me to shower, so I went upstairs I did and on coming.