I thought I was going to get to share him with you.”“Jennifer might just get her wish,” I said. “If I do decide to give Becky her one last scr...w, then Jennifer can have what she wants as well.”“What she wants? Does that include me?”“Not up to me, Melanie. Talk to Jennifer.”They exchanged a look. I wondered if I was going to survive. Of course, I could avoid it by not having sex with Becky. But the promise of an uninhibited Jennifer was a pretty powerful reason to do it.“Steve, have you had sex. And then she would tire of that and used a body massager to get herself right to the edge and quickly mount me and hump my little dick until I could feel her lubrication begin to drip hot and run down my balls. I would cum, I just couldn't hold back. Irene, who for so many years, had orgasmed quietly, now made no attempt to hide or stifle her passion. Lately she has taken to crying out "fuck me, jesus fucking christ, fuck me, fuck meeeeeee" and such just before she would cum. Our pillow. They were all very excited and couldn't believe what could be done.The next morning as we ate breakfast, I asked the girls if they thought something would happen that I was not expecting if we brought the other women and children to be with us. They all gave me a look that said I do not know what you are talking about. I knew then that I was not thinking about something.I asked Oba to go on a rabbit hunt for a while as I felt like I needed to talk to his mothers. He said okay, and happily went. The process of turning the world into my personal domain or empire would take a while, but I would milk it for all of the fun and games possible. What else could I interrupt? Weddings? Funerals? Bachelor or bachelorette parties? Barbeques? Potlucks? Tailgate parties? Fraternity keggers? Sorority hazing rites?Yeah, this spelled nothing but new delights for yours truly. But cosplay conventions were a great place to start, no doubt of that. I adored nerds and geeks of all kinds, after all. I would.