‘You will soon be old enough to leave our little den and go out into the world. It will now be your job to pick the best human for your needs. They ...ive in the illusion that they take care of us. But that is not true. It is us who take care of them.’ Our mother looks at each of us. I feel these words are hard for here to say as there is a sadness in her eyes. It’s hard to believe that these beings with the fleshy claws will be my responsibility. I am so small and they so big. I don’t want to. I think you and I should come to an arrangement. I wont tell her father if you do what I ask. Is that a deal? What do you want.? I stammered. Why, just the same thing as you are giving those two young women over there. After all, it would be very selfish of you to keep that lovely cock of yours just for them., It was a mocking tone that was hard to take offence to, even though it was blackmail Take off you clothes she said quietlyI was sacred, but curious. Who are you? I said with more. I said, I sure will do so.And that was our last msg we exchanged that night.I became rather horny from the thoughts of the amount of times I slept with Nick and the picture of his cock. That I continued to rub my pussy till making myself cum. I deleted all the msgs and then went upstairs to bed, falling asleep soon after my head touched the pillows. The next morning once waking up and getting our daughter ready for crèche, my hubby told me that he decided he was going to work from home the day.. "You're one to talk, Mom." Liza retorted She had a point. My wife was wearing sluttier clothes than either of them. A low cut and cropped t shirt showed her strikingly sexy torso, while her booty shorts showed that gloriously smackable ass. My wife and I wear very sexually active. Everything in the book we've tried. And I mean everything.[i]"I'm married and am allowed to look like this. You two are fresh meat, boys will do anything to get you. Which is sort of what we want to talk to you.