With his hands on my thighs he reached for my pussy lips with his thumbs and pulled them apart. I gasped at the feeling of the cool air on my wet snat...h.“Oh, you’re so beautiful!” he exclaimed. “Tell me, are you still a virgin.”“Yes.”“A delicious tight virgin,” he mused and stroked his hard cock. I looked at it. It was glistening with precum and it was monstrous. It was a good eight inches long and massive in girth. It was thicker than my wrist. I knew from the feeling of my fingers in my cunt. ”“Witch,” he whispered, kissing her, “l’m under your spell.”Ella giggled, “You’re stirring my cauldron Daddy,” she laughed, “you’ve filled my cauldron with cum and now you’re stirring it, all those little tiny sperm swimming up inside me, looking for my eggs, one day they are going to find one Daddy and something beautiful is going to happen inside me, oh l love you so much Daddy.” She held him tight with arms and legs, her inner muscles squeezing him.“You’re crazy,” he said, kissing her, “full. I heard the door bolt and latch.The two submissive sisters were too well trained to show any distraction. Gwendolyn’s eyes remained latched to Mary’s as she happily pleasured her, holding her now by the buttocks, the lower half of her face invisible now. Her eyes were full of rapture.They tugged, the Abbess and Genevieve, at my meagre nightgown, spitting on me.“Tonight?” Genevieve pronounced huskily..“No” Clarissa cackled. ”This hen must be left to roast.”She beckoned with her fingertips and. “What’s that?” Jer asked.Jeryl explained while I took her pencil and jotted in a few of the filming dates that I knew would require one or both of us.Soon, we had a rough outline of our summer plans, starting with the first episode of the Interns in mid-May and finishing with Labor Day and the Emmy Awards ceremony on September 14th.“It looks like another busy summer,” I said. Jeryl nodded.“Mommy,” Ali said as she looked at the calendar. “Will you call Jane’s mum and see if she can visit us.