After cleaning his cock, I lay down and lifted my legs on to the side of the bed, exposing my wet cunt to him. I wanted him back inside me “Go on... finger me” I said Where that came from a do not know and grabbed his hand as two fingers slipped in my wet slit, I showed him where to position his thumb over my clit and what to do. “Make mommy cum”Our eyes were lock together, our breathing increasing by the second as a wet sloppy noise filled the room “Yes Nick, harder”I started to buck. It took my breath away, even as I tried (and failed because of my bindings) to double over. I began to choke on the long intrusion in my mouth as I tried to pull air back into my body. With great effort, I forced myself to use my nose to breathe and to ignore the instinct to use my mouth. My mind concentrated on this task; the thoughts welling up from deep below were forgotten.God, I made time to pray, please don’t let her hit me again.God listened, and she didn’t. She just stared at me without. Mary smiled and hugged her back, stroking her back. My mom was nuzzling at her neck, whispering, "You smell so lovely."Mary smiled happily and when they broke the hug, my mom's nipples could be seen pressing hard against her housecoat. Mary made eye contact with me and motioned for me to leave. To make my sex slaves immune to a nuns control, I needed to fuck my mom and have the slave drink our combined cum from her pussy. The only problem was, my powers didn't work on my mom.Luckily, Mary's. Maggie guiltily took away her hand and then thought about it and decided that nobody she now knew would criticise her or even consider it anything other than normal. Back went the hand and she explored consciously pleasuring herself now. Maggie sat up and pulled her dress over her head and unhooked her bra. The other hand concentrated on her breasts. Her panties got in the way so off they came. It was not that long before she achieved what her two previous sex partners had not and she brought.