I thought I would be able to escape there today, but it would have to wait.I mentioned it once, and got shot down for another reason. All of my wives ...anted to see it with me, and none would travel by gate before the children were born. The best I could get was the promise of a quick tour if several wet nurses could be found.Mom was just chock full of surprises. I found out something new about the O'Hara elders every day, but she took the cake. I knew she was in charge of the witch's guild, but. The hotel corridors were long, silent and stared far into the distance with doors and lights which guarded the gaudiness against darkness and shadow. I found the door and knocked on it lightly. It opened and there stood a hull of a man with a mug that reminded me of the Cheshire Cat had it of found its way out of the rabbit-hole and was employed as a transsexual madam out of drag in the boudoir of a Vegas whore house. He beamed a full smile and, in his trademark pleading tone,. I saw that and called him here and told him that I know he was peeping me and not to run away. Then he came towards me shying. I told him not be afraid and that I am his mom now and was feeding his little brother. so I made him sit beside me. He then started to stare at my breast. I was a bit harassed and gave him a smile with my baby suckling on me. I ignored him and started to watch TV but he was sitting beside me seeing my baby suck on me.Then suddenly my stepson said, ” MOM I am your son. I fell on the bed.She giggled and rummaged through the ski bag. Bandana in her hand she crawled over the bed, covered my eyes and tied the blindfold in place. "Hands over your head -- and keep them together."The bed rose and sank with her hands and feet and knees. The heat from her thick, shapely thighs warmed my ears. Her hefty ankles pinned my arms in place. Marlene's musky scent and enveloped my face. My mouth watered in anticipation. She wiggled until the tip of my nose tickled her asshole.