Tapestries adorned the walls and at the opposite end of the room on either side between the dais upon which the long couch she playfully considered a ...hrone rested were passages to her laboratory and one of the ley lines that fed into this place. Also accenting the room were the lovely women, all nude and in various stages of fucking, some changed and some not, with some carrying her children and some not. For some it seemed that emotion drove them with one another, while, for others, it was. “Ask me in,” Joey said.“Won’t you please come in,” the beautiful wife and mother said. Still showing no emotion, she stepped back allowing the strange teenage boy to come into her home. Mrs. Whittington stood there waiting for further instructions while Joey closed the door. They were standing in the foyer that led into the main part of the house. On Joey’s right there was a parlor room with a couch and chairs, and on his left was a study where he could see a large mahogany desk.“Why don’t we. Something you should know, we’re both virgins. For a brief second I wasn’t sure what should happen next. She walked back to me and we kissed, immediately our hands went to each other’s jeans grappling at belts and buttons. She got there first grabbing my cock, feeling the head already wet with precum, I was in next, my fingers finding her wet cunt a second later. The kissing and wanking each other went on for maybe half a minute but felt like forever. I could feel my cock twitching, I pulled. It looked like a dress you would see Asian woman wearing. The dress fitted her like a glove as it was tight in all the right places. She asked him what he thought and he asked her to turn around.He noticed that the dress was tailored around her ass. There were no panty lines that he could see and he thought he could see her nipples. He said, "We are going to need to stop back at headquarters as I am going to need a pistol, so I could defend you against the guys that are going to attack you.