“I’ll get pregnant,” Mom whispered.“Yes, you will, sweet pussy. I want to see you waddling around with my baby inside you.”Mom giggled and s...e stroked his cock.“You just want to see my boobs bloated with milk, you dirty old man. I saw the way you looked at me when I was nursing Rick.”“Why did you stop nursing so soon?” he asked.“My breasts hurt. They ached from all that milk. That’s why I had the doctor give me a shot right after Rick was born to make it dry up.”“Don’t worry, sweet pussy, I. Prey for them like we taught you, from the moment you leave this room to when your eyes cross the ones of your groom”. Helen had no intention of doing that: those crones were lunatics and she was glad she would have soon broken free from their guardianship. She nodded anyways, not keen on the idea of being slapped.The harpies left and Helen was bored. If this had been any other day, she should be busy embroider, perfecting the technique for when she would have to portray on a tapestry the deeds. "Right," said Aunty Puja, "she's due in about half an hour. When she arrives, you pop down into the chamber and when I bring her in, I want you standing in the middle of the room, between those posts, hands on hips in a really aggressive-looking manner."I will bring her up to you and introduce you. Her first contact with you will be a short performance of cunnilingus."I nodded, excited at the thought that the very first bodily contact I would have with a woman who would be a total stranger to. I hated it. I can still remember some of the taunts of my schoolmates. So I am happy with my married name. I married David when I was just twenty-one and able to do as I wished and not as my mother demanded. I was the only daughter in a family of five. My two brothers are older and we don't see each other very much. Martin lives in Montreal, and Michael lives in Calgary."Martin is gay and has a live-in lover whom I've only met once. We get along fine but we don't have much in common. He's a.