Doing so in the dark wasn’t easy. The lightbulb felt hot to the touch. I brought the scorching glass closer to her cunt, while being careful not to ...ouch her beautiful blonde bush with it, because the lightbulb was hot enough to cause her bush to catch fire on contact. Mom gasped when I pressed it against her pussy lips. A gentle push and it slid inside. Mom screamed. “Julian what is this? Get it out of me!” “Relax, mom! The lightbulb is gonna melt your insides. Now spread your pussy more.. I went on to my room. I entered and closed the door. I stripped down and put on my sleeping boxers and a tee shirt. I pulled the covers back and lay down composing my body to sleep.A few minutes later, I saw a pale figure enter my room from the bathroom. It was Agnes and, if she wasn’t naked, she was close! “Move over, Eric.” I moved over to give her room. She crawled into bed and I saw that she was naked! She whispered again, “Eric, you’re wearing too much.” I was a little shocked but pulled. "Now you won't wear that again and you can show off your tits all you want in the house. Get into your bedroom and wait for me."She walked to her room and not knowing what he would do to her. He came in and told her "Take off those shorts and the panties. I want you naked. You love to show off your body so do it at home. Show me." When she was naked he looked at her and said "You have matured into a fine lady. It is time you got a taste of my cock. Now lay down. And do as I say and do not. I opened the door and stepped in.Candles were lit on the vanity, reflected in the mirror. The room was pristinely clean, the bed turned down with satin sheets reflecting a subtle sheen. Beside the bed, Wendy knelt on the floor, naked save the silver collar with its tiger-eye stone at her throat. Her knees were shoulder width apart, her hands clasped behind her back and her mouth slight open as she stared straight ahead.I hated this.No, not hated. I loved Wendy, but when she went into this.