To my surprise she suddenly dragged me to her toilet and started shitting. I was really enjoying the scene she pulled my head and made me closely watc... the shit coming out from her hole, even few drops splashed on my face when she released her shit down once she was completely done with it she stood up andAunt: hey u servant, now cleanly wash the shit out of my hole thankfully, she dint ask me to clean it by my mouth. I did put my fingers on her ass hole and cleaned itAunt: your now my. My mother behaviour had changed drastically towards me and my father. She does not care about my father and treat him like a servant. She was busy with her social circle. Since she had maintained her very well so she was very attractive. Her figure at that time was 44/30/38 and height of 5’7”. So when she walks her butts swings here and there and way she wears saree and blouse was excellent which shows her ample cleavage. Many of her male friends started coming to our home and they used to chat. Brock’s heavy footsteps boomed up the stairs. A loud knock rang throughout the empty bar as Zander and I listened intently. “Brock Terdini, I’ve been expecting you. Come in.” Prestira’s sultry voice echoed down the stairs. The door closed behind them with a creak. Zander and I waited with rapt anticipation for anything to happen. Nothing did. Zander shrugged his shoulders and placed a hand on my cheek before renewing my human disguise. “Do you think she actually…” I whispered to him as we left. Even with AIs there is, I've learned, still a bureaucratic mindset in those furthest from the tooth and claw of the organization.That I was putting off my turn in the role of an REMF was reassuring and I did my best to protect my men from orders dropping from the adminisphere. Any order that did not make enough sense given our situation were usually subject to "interpretation" ... and I could thank the AIs for backing up my interpretation once I explained how reality had to trump the.