"The rules are pretty simple if you want to play." Interesting game," I answered in reply, wondering what a wet and slimy cock would feel like in my h...nd. "It sounds like fun, but you left out one thing. What's the time limit?" Time limit?" She asked back. "I'm not sure what you mean?" A time limit!" I said again. I thought it was obvious and didn't know why she was confused. "You know, there has to be an expiration clock. If I can't make his cock squirt before time expires, then he wins." Oh. Okay baby?" Jane tossed her trapped baby awinning smile before she danced out of the kitchen and headed upstairs.Daphne watched Mummy's beautiful swaying bottom till it disappearedfrom view, then glanced down at her highchair tray in dismay. Mummy hadforgotten to give her a spoon. Or had she forgotten? Daphne was hungryanyway, so she dug in with her fingers.A little later Daphne jumped when Nanny Emma crowed, "Oh look at you!What a messy baby girl!" She hadn't heard the tall blonde let. "Trixie!"The woman flinched. "You know me?" she asked, startled.George opened his mouth, then froze. "Yes." Then George realized that his story would sound unbelievable. "No," he stammered. "Well, sort of."Trixie shook her head. "Amnesia," she said softly. She sat down besideGeorge. "Do you know who you are? Where you are?"George looked at Trixie, staring hard. Finally he spoke. "I'm not sure who I am. At least now." Now?" Trixie sounded confused. George's statement was kind of unusual. "Let's. I cant believe it! It would be almost like committing incest. Peter paused for a few moments, then laughed, Hell, I hadnt thought about it that way, baby, but youre exactly right. Looking at his nephew he said, Shit boy, you are going to be making out with my mistress/office wife who is also your unofficial Step Aunt, as well as cuckolding my mistress/office wifes husband. Hell, that is the equivalent to making an unassisted triple play in baseball, he pointed out, gleefully. Punching the boy.