When Friday teatime finally arrived it was difficult to tell who was the more sexually excited Jim, Jane or Bess. At five pm Bess presented herself at...the house of Jim and Jane, wearing a light summer jumper over a white tee shirt and a denim mid-thigh skirt and a lacy matching bra and panties set. Jane led Bess into the man cave and Bess expected to be told to strip but Jane simply demanded, “Bitch, lift up your tops so I can see what bra you are wearing.” Then, “good now lift the skirt so I. Like this! Gaaaa! What kind of grass is this anyway? I feel like my pussy is telling me what to do!"I began rhythmically licking her to bring up higher. I wanted her to cum right there before we went back into the kitchen with Hunter but... "Tony! What are you guys up to? Not in that bed yet, I hope?" I heard Hunter say somewhere off in the foggy distance.Kari slowly regained herself out of dreamland and raised up."Hunters calling us!" She said.She put her hands on my head and pulled me up to. "|| Kiss him. ||" instructed the voice in my earpiece."NO!" I shouted, suddenly panicked at being trapped in the steel embrace of this robot. I tried pummeling his chest with my hands and pulling away, but he had me trapped. The mannequin's arms were suddenly strong and unmovable, as they gradually, inexorably, brought my lips to his..."Mmmmph!" He ground his lips against mine. A tongue! Oh-my-god, a wet tongue had probed past my lips and was pressed against my teeth."|| Open your mouth. ||"No. ” I’ll call it a cunt if it pleases Father, but to myself it will still be my weasel. Weasel seems more friendly than cunt. “Do you know what it’s for, Angelique?” I know it’s for peeing and getting the curse, but I don’t think that’s the answer he wants. “I’m not sure, Father,” I say. It‘s for men, my dear. God made that for men.” “Whenever the subway is crowded, men touch me there.” “And what do you do when that happens?” “My weasel always likes it so I don’t do anything.” Sometimes I think.