”My prey’s voice carries a sweet little tremble that brought the world to life.I snapped the lock and pushed the door open. I expected to find it ...locked, but it opened easily. The foxkin cowered behind a massive ballista. It was already loaded, and aimed at the door. She yanked down on the release pin, and the ballista bolt slammed into me. Pain blossomed, and I yelped in surprise. Thankfully, it didn’t pierce my scales, and was deflected to the side.We both stared at the hole it left in the. "I don't think so. Look--we have to do something to bring your mother into the gang. If we don't, she'll stumble onto one of our orgies, and that scene could really get heavy." I guess so. Okay--when will we do it? My mother ought to be home for dinner. Sometime after that?" Good enough. After everybody showers and eats and lets the food digest. We don't want too much action on a full tummy. Come on, George.Back to the chain for now. Later on, you'll get a stab at a different pussy."Sunny. She peered out the window, just inches from my face, looking around her yard.She walked back into her living room and sat down on the couch to finish the letter. Now her face was showing emotion. She would look shocked, then puzzled, and then I don’t know what. She put the letter down and seemed to be deep in thought.Was it me or were her nipples getting hard. Then I got my answer. She closed her eyes and started to fondle her perfect tits with one hand and the other dropped to her crotch to. “Understood.”It was well after dark on a late October Friday when we pulled into the driveway of a 1960s vintage ranch-style house. I popped the trunk and carried our bags to the front door.My half brother opened the door. “Mom ... Dad ... Lenny’s here.”My dad and Karen stepped to the door. “Karen ... Dad,” I said, “this is Mae.”Mae extended her hand. “Pleased to meet you.”My dad slapped me on the back. “So, Lenny — did you finally land a keeper?”“I’ve known Mae eight months,” I replied. “I.