I'm wearing a leather skirt that reaches just short of mid-thigh, a white silk top- simple but flattering and with a twist- a hot pink bra that can be...slightly made out through the slightly sheer top. Over that I'm wearing a leather biker jacket and to finish the outfit I'm wearing a pair of strappy heels. I push open the door with your name on it and walk in. I can see you standing in front of a mirror and adjusting your trunks. I smile as I think how futile that is with what I have planned. . Dylouna started it, she just busted into my room without asking again and then pushed hir cock in my face!" The little kitterjackal growled out, pointing at her still cum smirked fur as she looked to her mother, knowing full well that it wouldn't matter."Look young lady. I don't care what your sister did or didn't do. You can't be hitting hir. I won't have you fighting with your little sister." Sinasa said with a stern look to Kasi as Dylouna ran down the stairs. "I didn't do anything wrong. "Maybe, I should listen first."Ingrid nods. I can take regular breaths after that.A pretty, dark skinned, short woman dressed in a thin sarong is next in the circle."My name is Visthi Threepa, and I have been under my son's control for five years."I cannot believe that a woman so young looking could have a son old enough to be a threat! Is the boy a stepson? Are non-blood related dominations accepted in this organizations? My mind burns through questions faster than the woman's tale answers. ” Grace’s inner thigh looks so sexy, pale soft skin, damp with a sheen of sweat. I push Ella’s head, still holding her by the hair. She sniffles and sobs, but obeys. Her little tongue slowly coming out and touching her mother’s creamy thigh. I go in too, licking at the little tongue, together licking at the sweaty skin. I kiss Ella’s cheek, coaxing her on. Watching her reluctantly lap at salty leg. “Good girl. Now that wasn’t so bad, right? Ok now down here.” The woman’s cunt. So sexy, her.