" Nay, I'm not for thinkin' so," Celes objected. "Rightly enough, I'm likin' this damn thing even less now, knowin' that, but ye don't know much about...the clonin' spell do ye? The madman musta used up a decade's worth of resources ta make the four copies of you. The expenses are incredible, even more so to gather the rare spell components used. Nay, he'll not be creatin' any armies. Likely he's just for usin' anything we feel to augment the ones he has somehow — sick bastard."This revelation. I kissed the girls goodbye, they were crying as I got into the car. Carm was already inside and he was holding Jamie in his lap like an infant."Carm, pick Jamie up for a minute." When he did I put the plastic down and a few layers of towels. A blanket went around the child even though it was going to be warm soon. John got in the front seat and Gregory was our driver. Mr Sackman had Al with him in his car.I waved as we left but the girls were still crying. On the way, I used my voice on Jamie. I gasped, because it was so tender. My prick was sensitive, and my spunk surged out, in strings of come. My stepsister was struggling to swallow it all. Her spit was dripping down my cock and onto my balls. She swallowed all she could, and then began licking around the base of my prick, to get all of the tasty snack she wanted. "Jesus, Sheila. God that was good. You're the best. Ah, fuck. It's so tender. Careful. Um, yeah, lick it please." She finished cleaning my cock, then laid her head down. . come down my throat, sire! I want to swallow it!” Leslie pleaded with me, reinforcing the fact of her evidently insatiable libido.“Well, when you put it that way, slut,” I chuckled as I shot my load down Leslie’s throat per her wishes.“I’m sure that my husband is looking for me, but I don’t care right now. I just want to be here, with you, pleasing and serving you, sir. I want to suck your cock, bend over for you, and have your babies. As many as you wish to give me, of course. I want to.