This part of the house wasn’t open for visitors…back in 1980.’ ‘I guess we should get you some different clothes,’ Cynara commented, turning...to Charles. Charles nodded and pulled a call cord on the nearby wall. Soon a servant came to the door, ‘Will you please fetch our guest enough proper attire for an extended visit, as well as a tailor.’ ‘Of course, sir,’ the man bowed and swiftly and gracefully exited the room. Wes was staring in surprise. ‘Wicked,’ he commented his approval, and Charles. She would get a small hourly wage but he said she would make good money with tips. I thanked him and walked back outside to Ginger.I told her, "Good news...they have a spot for you." I told her what it was and she walked over to me, threw her arms around me in a hug and said, "Wow....thank you so much!" in her Southern drawl. She then said, "OK, let's pack this shit up and go quit." We packed up and drove back to where the owner's office was at yet another resort. Needless to say, he was NOT. Then I looked again. Everything seemed fine…except… ‘Blonde! I have blonde streaks through my hair!’ Buffy nodded. ‘Yep.’ She slid a hand up to my bare breast and cupped it. ‘And these are already getting bigger, too. See? You’re already more than the handful you were before.’ I blinked. She was right. Holy shit. ‘What the hell did you do to me?!?’ I said, in what was likely a less than calm tone. ‘Gently, now,’ she said. ‘Remember, if you get crazy, I’m out of here. Now, here’s the deal. Think. All she could do was hold on to Megan as she felt me cum inside her. Once again she buried her tongue deep in her daughter's pussy as I filled her cunt with my baby matter and Megan sucked on my balls when she was able to. I must have shot about eight ropes of cum into mom's pussy as she went into orgasm mode and shook like a jelly on top of her trembling daughter. As I came in my mom it set off Megan and mom almost at the same time. After I stopped cumming in mom both her and I fell off to the.