She nodded.“Good. So, are you washing, or will I have to bathe you?” I asked.I saw the look when the little girl inside her came to the surface, a...d she asked, “Can I take a bath by myself? I haven’t gotten to take one in a long time. Would you sit in there with me or ask your mom? I’m scared whatever my mom gave me will make me fall back to sleep and drown.”“Me or my mom?” I asked.“You, if it doesn’t make you want to molest me, at least not too much. You have daughters, and I’m not sure about. They were now cuffed together.“Lie down on the bed. On your backs. I’m going to play with your twats. Both of them. While you’re handcuffed to each other. I want you to kiss each other as much as you can while I do this to you. You should get comfortable with each other’s bodies and kissing is an excellent start to that,” I instructed Sarah and Rachel, who began softly at first with their kisses, as if they hadn’t just made out earlier.It was very sweet, watching a mother and daughter tenderly. My gentle hands soap up your whole body as you do the same for Me. Every nook and cranny is cleansed. We rinse off the soap, and you can feel My persistent erection throbbing in your hand. You know what it needs, to be buried in your body again. You turn off the shower, and get out and then return with a tube of hand cream. You warm some in your hands and then apply it generously to My cock. You turn and spread your ass cheeks, presenting Me with the only hole I haven’t fucked today.I recline. .." Evie murmured as she leaned down to kiss one of the Garden Mother's hefty breasts. A drip of sticky sap ushered forth from and fell on Evie's tongue. Its taste was wooden but the effect was like wine and made her swoon with tingling. She suckled like a baby, initiating a letdown reflex, and she drank more and more, unable to stop, even as she sensed it was beginning to have some effect on her body. Her limbs were becoming stiff and more inflexible. Out of the corner of her eye, she could.