I blushed anew.I went down to the kitchen, and set about to tackle the mountain of dirty dishes piled on the side board, and packing away the take out...food cartons. Jacob ate well, but he was an obvious slob. He needed a woman to take care of him, I thought, before I realized that I was doing what a woman would do for him, and I was doing it while I was wearing a pair of woman's shoes.I lost track of how many times I had blushed that day. I was so embarrassed by these strange thoughts that were. I doubt any guy could have done better in my situation. In all I must of lasted all of two minutes, I’ve never cum so quick or so hard in my life, before or after. Luckily I was only relatively young so keeping hard and carrying on fucking wasn’t a problem I could cum three or four times in one session, (where have those times gone, lol). I pulled my cock out of Pams hole, my spunk was oozing out and her labia was coated in both our juices. I beckoned Steve to change places with me. I knelt in. I wished my contraception enchantment didn't have another year left on it. Then he could breed me. Then I could carry my own brother's child. I let out a wanton moan, driving my tongue so deep into Zanyia's sweet cunt.“Mistress,” the catgirl squeaked, her tears twitching. Her tail spasmed, the fuzzy end brushing my breasts, caressing my nipples, batting the necklace and sending it swinging between my tits. “Oh, Master, she needs it. Fuck your sister, please! Give her what she needs.”“Always,”. Her phone lit up once again. Send me a pic. I want to see your panties. Chloe froze for a moment, reading the text a second time. Was he being serious ? She tapped the phone idly on her knee before placing it carefully on the bedside table and standing in front of her mirror her hands on her hips. “What shall I do?” she said to herself. The reflection didn’t answer. She looked over her shoulder at the phone. It lay there, dormant. It was time to stop thinking. Chloe breathed out dramatically.