All the kids were asleep and upstairs, and I suggested playing a game I had, 'Libido,' which is basically a stripping game. All of us, with a certain ...mount of nervous joking and giggling agreed. While my wife and John were out of the room (but not together), I kissed Mary very deeply. This is how she remembered it.Mary: I had no idea where John had gone, but David’s kiss was welcome. He did not seem to mind that my tits were tiny but rather relished that my nipples were like tent-pegs. As he. Stunned…or dead. I looked to the center, where the vocalists and maestro had stood but a moment ago, but saw only a black scorch to memorialize their gruesome deaths. ‘Alphonse, the man in the center aisle…look,’ Elena said, motioning to the coated man with the large bouquet. He gripped the paper, and threw it behind him, loosing a shower of roses. As the petals settled, it became obvious that the man held a grenade launcher. He opened the barrel to a hiss of steam, and loaded another round,. There’s no place for sibling favoritism in the game.”“Fair enough.” I grinned. “But it still feels like I’m weighing my own self-interest while balancing my ‘in-game’ relationships with the three of you. It’s actually not so different from my romantic life at home.”“You’re drawing an analogy between the game and juggling your multiple girlfriends?” Eden teased. “Trying to please all of them at the same time?”“So you’re saying he’s susceptible to female persuasion?” Eve gave me a flirtatious. "Wha-how?" George said in surprise."Darling, you should never release your seed in a succubus's cunt. It gives her control over you."She looked back at George and gave him a wicked smile. She waggled the lovely peach of her ass."I probably should have mentioned that earlier," she said.Yeah, thanks for the warning, George thought sourly."Now come and fuck me." That voice again, jerking his body around on sugar-sweet puppet strings.Before he was even aware, George was kneeling behind the lush.