We were afraid we would be widows before we even became mothers.’ Moon then glanced up to my face and noticed me trying not to show the pain I was ...bviously having. Turning to the others she said, ‘Clay! You should say we give you pain!’ On hearing that, all my wives turned me loose. They pulled back a step, so as to keep from hurting me any more. Seeing the looks on their faces, from having hurt me, I quickly pulled them close again. I ignored any slight twinges of pain, so as not to cause. She emphasised that the whole evening was one of role playing. ‘If you are here with your partner and you’ve had a tiff on the way here, this is not the time to punish each other for this. Do that at home. Punishment here is done in a considerate, loving manner. If this is a problem for you, please leave now and collect a refund at the door.’ Nobody moved, so Marcie assumed that everyone was here for a good time. While Marcie had been talking, each of the team members had moved to a piece of. “You’re always taking her side,” Robert muttered.Max said, “Robert!”“What?” Robert asked.“Think about it. Your mother is a woman. Of course she’d prefer a romantic movie over an action film,” Max said. “She’s not taking a side.”“Maybe so,” Robert admitted grudgingly. It did make a certain amount of sense.“You might want to keep that in mind when you’re dating. Taking a girl to a romantic movie impresses her more than taking her to an action film,” Max said.“I didn’t think about it like that,”. That evening Aunt Betty stayed with me while my parents went out. She wasn’t exactly my babysitter but she was there to make sure that I didn’t burn the house down making hot chocolate or something. Before dad had even gotten the car out of the driveway Aunt Betty grabbed me and shoved her tits into my face but this time I grabbed her around her waist and snuggled into her bosom. That surprised her but she didn’t try to get away. I kept my face in my Aunt’s cleavage for a good ten minutes. Aunt.