Brenda tried to stop staring at my cock and finally averted her eyes altogether. Mistress noted. "Hey, Brenda. He's a slave. He's there for my pleasur... and that of my friends. You can look at him all you want. Fondle him if you want to." Speaking to me as she unsnapped the leash "Assume the position in front of Mistress Brenda." I walked close to Brenda's chair and stood facing her with cock forward, legs apart and hands behind my head. Brenda relaxed a little and began to examine me. "Check. “Didn't what?” Genevieve arched a black eyebrow at me, her blue eyes glistening. Her round breasts had a delicious flush to them, her dusky nipples hard. “Cum? Trust me, I did. You're a futa-champ. Mmm, thanks.”She smacked my rump before she grabbed some paper towels and began wiping up my futa-jizz leaking out of her shaved pussy. I swallowed then backed out, my mind a whirl from what just happened.I ate my mother to orgasm.My mom was waiting in the hall, her fiery hair falling in wavy curls. ’ ‘Ever seen one of those movies, where someone delivers a creepy line and you know bad shit is probably gonna happen? It was exactly like that.’ ‘He watches the girls too, she told me.’ The bottom dropped out of Jahn’s stomach, and he heard a low noise like rumbling that it took him a moment to recognize as bile rising in his throat. Fiona must have seen his expression change, and turned to him with a look of concern on her face, ‘Jahn?’ ‘And the ‘girls’ were Jenny and Fiona,’ he croaked.. My kitchen counter looks like a production line, as I get their sandwiches, drinks and snacks packed away. My boys are able to get themselves ready and out the door, but my daughter, who is only 6, needs a little more help. Finally, by 8:00 am, I am surrounded by nothing but peace and quiet.Don't get me wrong, I adore my family and enjoy spending time with my husband and my children, but this weekend had been a very busy one and I was glad to finally get a little time to myself.I turn on my.