While Nick started up on Heather’s right arm and shoulder, I started with her left leg and worked my way up. The closer I got to her pussy the wette... I could see it getting. She told me to make sure it was well lotioned as she definitely didn’t want burned lips. I spent nearly a minute making sure her lips and the hood of her clit were lotioned. By the time I began to move up her hip, she was rocking her hips. While I was busy making sure Heather’s lips were well lotioned, Nick was making sure. I gasped in amazement, he was wearing a thong and this massive erection was stretching the fabric to the limit. I put my hands round his buttocks and pulled him closer to me. His erection was now resting on my lips and I let my tongue roll across his pants. Slowly I eased off his pants and almost choked when I saw the size of his cock. It was nearly 9 inches long, very thick and curved slightly upwards. He was circumcised and the bell end was gleaming and shiny. He also enormous balls and felt. The Psyker Blades as they came to be known, were also psyonic beings who adapted themselves to their wielder’s strengths and weaknesses. These Psyker Blades were the most efficient weapons that the Imperium had against the Doca threat. The double consciousness of the welder and the blade created a quandary that the Doca were unable to overcome. The first two Blades were the most efficient against the Doca as they were also elementally aligned. Ashilon, fire while Icialan was ice. These two who. "Isn't that wrong?" "I suppose it could be, Kyle. I think we should consider overlooking society's taboos and give it a try." "Well, let's clean up first and go to your room, okay, Mom?" "Of course, sweetie. We don't want ants." Kyle and his mother cleaned up and walked to her room. They entered, and Miranda began to undress. Kyle couldn't help staring at his mother's beautiful body as she removed her clothes. Kyle was wearing only a pair of boxers and a t-shirt, so it was hard for him to hide.