“I’m going to have some more wine.”“You want more wine?” Jason asked Susanna.“No,” she said firmly. “I want more of you.”“Are you ...ure?” he asked her.“Yes,” she said, and pulled him into another kiss.“I’m sorry,” he said when she finally ceased tonguing his mouth and pulled back for a breath.“For what?”“For my boner, you know. I can’t control it.”She smiled. “I like knowing that I arouse you.” She reached her hand down and softly enveloped his erect cock in her fingers.“Susanna,” he said. She pushed herself passed Caden, not even bothering to ask for permission to enter. Her eyes scouted the living room, suspiciously. ‘What’s that smell?’ Mrs. Fentonheim asked. She gave a few animalistic sniffs that made Jon smile. Behind her Caden mouthed the words ‘I’m sorry’ when he looked at her. Jon shrugged, telling her it was no problem. Fentonheim looked back at Caden and the younger girl straightened up. ‘What’s that smell?’ she asked again, hobbling over to where Cady stood, with her. The hot water hits his naked body and he imagines that she is with him, her hands running over his body, her tongue in his mouth. He closes his eyes as he grasps his growing member. He now imagines her full lips around his cock, sucking and licking as he masturbates in the shower. Within a few minutes, he climaxes, spurting his seed against the shower wall. He picks up the soap and washes, making certain that every part of him is clean. When he’s finally satisfied, he turns off the shower and. " 'Satisfy my directives'?," Holland's eyebrow shot up."It's what passes for 'happy' in robot-speak," Marianne giggled. She kissed his collarbone, just as Miriam used to do. "Your pleasure is my pleasure. If all you wish to do with me is use me as your private fuck-toy, then that is what I will do. But I also know you don't like your women completely subservient or easy. I plan on making you work for me, Holland. Just like you had to work for Mother."Holland pushed Marianne on to her back. The.