But I could tell that there was no affection on Jane's part either. She had never flirted with me nor dressed in any provocative manner. She was just ... horny lonely housewife who needed a cock to remove the tension in her life.So there was no reason for me to hold out any longer than it would take to give her one more orgasm before filling her cunt with my little soldiers – not that I would have minded doing it again if she had the time. (I was already sure that she had the desire and the. To keep the story on track, after several days, I was able to get in to her phone. About 3am yesterday, I woke, she was sound asleep. I grabbed her phone and sat at my desk in my office, and broke into the phone. I first went into her texts, emails and social media DM’s, but didn’t see anything suspicious. Ok so maybe my assumptions were over calculated, until I went into her pictures. I saw dozens of selfies of her in her panties, totally nude with closeups of her pussy, tits, and ass. I also. “My goodness. I’ve never seen anything just like that. May I ask what it is?”Arlene held the strange-looking helmet up so everyone could see. “To put it simply, this is a blocking helmet.” Before anyone could question that, she went on, “It’s a long story, and we’ll tell you everything, but first, each of you needs to give your consent for this helmet to put in mental blocks that will prevent you from discussing our secrets with anyone not blocked or outside the family. No outsider must learn. “You too, Beth. Put that shotgun away before you hurt somebody!“ The look on Beth’s face was of shock.Maude rolled Dusty over, so he sat beside her. She closed her legs and sat up. Even stark naked, sitting by an equally naked man in the barn she had a presence about her that was almost regal. She looked at her two daughters. “Thank you girls” she said in a normal voice. “I appreciate what you did here, but it’s not what you think.”Tawny looked like she was about to cry. “But Mama, we heard you.