"Then there are nine of us. Three large?" asked Mum."One with hot sausage, please!" I said."Okay, but do you think your behavior merits special consid...ration?" Sure." You shouldn't be so self-centered," said Rachel. "Be more modest."In the ancient monastery of Miidera there was a great bronze bell. It rang out every morning and evening, a clear, rich note, and its surface shone like sparkling dew. The priests would not allow any woman to strike it, because they thought that such an action would. The cavern was vast, and they still had air movement. They could last for weeks before starvation got them. Having the LED’s with them meant they would even have a measure of light for a long time too.“Why is that?” she asked Bambie.“My father died on All Hallows Eve. When I was six, a boy in our neighbourhood had an altercation with some bullies. They lived next door and they had played a mean trick on him. To pay them back he set their house alight. My father tried to save the family, but he. I lifted her panties to one side, exposing her perfect pink pussy. It was begging for attention. I know. She hadn’t had sex in some time. (Remember the cheating husband?) I dove in, licking and tonguing her beautiful moist cunt. She never moved. Every once in a while a slight moan, but never a stir. I pressed her legs back, which arched her ass up. This exposed her tight little button. Since she was out (And I know she is a freak – this is why I am not sure if her husband cheats) I slowly slid. I bet I'm the only futanari who didn't masturbate herself senseless right off the bat, so to speak. My glorious first erection wilted fast as my husband's terrified screams woke our three month old daughter Michelle. Instead of exploring this exciting new aspect of my sexuality, I was kept busy trying to calm the babies in my life. Honestly, Michelle was easier. She had been fussy all night, but now she seemed her normal sweet self.Once I picked her up so she could suckle, my darling angel was.