You’ll be safe there.” I gave her another tight hug. “I love you, Lilly. Take care of yourself.”It was goodbye. Whether it was forever, I coul...n’t say at the time. I let her go and stepped back to smile at her as tears started to spill down my cheeks and then I turned to go. Downstairs, Mom decided to take one more chance to rage at me.“What did you do to her?!!?” she demanded loudly.“What are you afraid of,” I asked quietly. “Worried I killed her too? Or worried I went up there to make her a. Tim's fingers were soon covered in her juices. He brought his fingers back and smelled them. It was a musky scent, yet fresh and somehow very exciting. He looked up at Susan. "That's my essence Tim, it's what my body makes when I'm excited. Do you like the scent?" Tim nodded "Do you want to taste me?" Tim had never tasted a woman's nether regions and if you had asked him at a different time, he might have been hesitant. But now, with her fragrance in his nose, Tim had never wanted to taste. He worked his foot free from one leg of his jeans and briefs, giving him freedom to part his legs. His sack hung heavily between his open legs. I guess I may have looked like a doe in the headlights, and I laughed with nervousness, his thick meat jumping at my touch, so warm. I inspected him, marvelling at the hardness, a little grossed out with all the veins protruding. The thick mushroom shaped cap was a strange sight and I couldn’t help but wonder how in the world it would ever fit inside. Mistress clicked her fingers and out of the corner of my eye I saw six young men enter the bedroom. My eighteen-year-old son Mike and his friends Ollie, John, Freddie, Jack and Sean, young cocks standing proudly erect. Mistress motioned them to sit quietly on or around the sofa to observe. I remembered how Emma had really loved her weekend with three young cocks, six would surpass that, I'm sure.Emma by now was in a highly aroused state, with me delving deep in her arse and Ellie beautifully.