..Perhaps a less threatening form will put you at ease?" Where am I?" Abigail asked as soon as she could muster up the nerve to speak. "And what happe...ed to the door out of here?" This place is my personal sanctum," He explained. "It is its own separate dimension, and entirely under my control; no one can enter or leave unless I choose to allow it." Okay, so who are you?" she asked. "Hell, what are you?" I am the god of primordial darkness, and the sire of all things that dwell in the night and. Mom groaned out loud as I twisted my fingers in her and said in her dream, "Oh Mom, your pussy is grabbing my fingers." Oh, Honey. You've made Mommy so horny." You like me fucking you with my fingers, don't you?" Oh, I shouldn't. But I do. God help me." You want to come again, don't you? You want to come on your son's fingers."In her dream and out loud, Mom replied, "Yes!!! God yes! Fuck Mommy with your fingers!"Mom's hand stroked my cock hard as her ass pushed back until it brushed against my. I didn’t have to deny myself. Josephine wouldn’t beat me for cumming without permission. She’d wouldn’t care if I pleasured myself while licking her asshole. Sven wouldn’t be angry, either. He liked it when his women cum.My purr grew louder as I rubbed the end of my tail against my hot pussy. The bristling hairs caressed my pussy through my trimmed bush. I shuddered, my clit throbbing when I caressed the little button.“Oh, yes,” gasped Josephine. “I love your purring. It’s so exciting.”My joy. Women usually head to the toys, and lots of folks head to our dungeon." Dungeon?" Oh not a real one, that's what we call the basement. We expanded last year into clothing and specialty items. They are down here in the basement. We used half our storage space the just the leatherwear. It's really cool. Maybe I’ll take you on a tour later. Oh no, that party."“You mentioned the party before? What’s going on?”“We have a bunch of ladies coming in for a bachelorette party. When we know they are.