"Tristan's shoulders slumped. "It was so real." The doctors think your implant moved and caused you to fit as well as giving you hallucinations." Sara... squeezed his hand. "So don't worry, I forgive your having an imaginary wife and daughter. Now that thing is out of your head perhaps we can do something about the wife and daughter part..." Her voice trailed off and her face flushed. "Oh that sort of slipped out." She giggled.Tristan looked sideways at her. "What about the permanent connection I. Then, he started eating each of my boobs, as he always does. When he stopped it to move downwards, I said,-no imad, you should keep eating them as long as I want you to! Keep doing itHe readily accepted it and doing it again like a greedy animal…no offense please…I was outta my senses. All I felt was his mouth on my boob and nipples.-aaah…yeah, eat them all baby!I knew he cared a lot about my pain and literally eating me was nothing he could even think about. But I also knew that saying such. They kissed and the tall male held the boy in his arms. After a moment, Robert pulled away and waved toward his brother. "May I present to you ... slave."The slave slid off the bed and curtsied before its superior. "Master, how will slave obey?" Since he was on dominant track, and slave knew it, slave would refer to him as Master like any other male.Robert stared over at his brother and joined the slave in a low, awkward, but obviously practiced, curtsy of his own. "Master, how will slave. "You stay silent. You think you are egging me on. Maybe when I get my kicks by staring at her pussy while she is passed out, I will leave her alone. I'll have hell to pay when you get loose.The panties go easier than the jeans. I pull them down to her thigh and whistle. You can't see. I am in the way."Not shaved, but trimmed. You'll have to do that sometime. Just a little brown hair over pretty pink lips."I pull the panties the rest of the way down, and off her feet."Are you finished, now?" I.