“Was there anything else?,” I asked her.“Well, I was wondering, uh, since, you know, since, well, you know, well, since she’s not, you know, l...ke, well...”“Would you like to take her place, Sandra?”“Oh yes! Could I? You wouldn’t mind? I really would like to, if it were all right with you. That’s what I want. I want to take her place.”“In my heart or on my prick?”“Oh! On your thing, silly.” I expected her to move, but she just stood there.“Well?”“Uh, don’t laugh at me, but I, uh, don’t. Buller or I shall give you your doses. Remember: one slip, and the next dose is forfeit."Now we shall wash you and we shall cut your hair and beard. You will keep a civil tongue with the servants and thank them each time they help you. You will also eat this porridge. Do it!"Priscilla felt utterly drained when she left the breakfast room. Their housekeeper, Mrs. Buller, intercepted her."Bless you, Mrs. Marsden-Smith! It was high time to put a stop to his madness, beg your pardon. You're doing. He knew what was going to happen, and before he could warn his sister, it happened. Their mother was cumming.It was a gush that almost drowned Melanie at first. The hot stickiness that exploded all over her face felt like the splash of the hot sun-warmed pool’s water as you first dove inside. After that first immaculate gush, Melanie was able to open her eyes and watch the cum pour out of her mother’s pussy onto her. Melanie saw how her pussy had widened itself, the deep pink color letting the. She was staring at me. I quickly looked away up to her eyes. She was glancing down at my naked chest and shoulders a bit, too, so I guess I shouldn't have been nervous.Then she reached up and touched my cheek. "Thank you, Ryan," she said. "This means a lot to me." She was actually thanking me? I was astonished. She was about to make me the luckiest guy on earth. I just smiled, though."If you close your eyes, we can pretend you're a princess and I'm a prince, and I have to wake you with a kiss.".