When I came, the jets of semen flew into the air and splashed ten feet away onto the carpet. Murmurs and applause rippled through the audience. “M..., my, you do have quite the strong cock, luv,” cooed Lady Whimsy. “I’m sure all our ladies will want to feel it going off in their hot little love tunnels.” She giggled and then, without breaking eye contact, mounted me, stuffing my cock into her own love tunnel. She rubbed her palms up and down through the hair on my chest as she rocked her. The nursery becomes a storeroom or maybe Mom and Dad get part of it as a walk-in closet.Eventually, a kid gets married and they add a room onto the back of the house—maybe expand the master bedroom—and add a bathroom. The house becomes L-shaped. Depending on the family, one or both sets of in-laws eventually move in and another L is added. When the farm is really successful, Mom and Dad move one or more kids out and expand a master suite over one of the Ls upstairs.Well, that was pretty much. I rubbed lotion into the toes and insteps of both, touching her soles was not a good idea now. When I had moisturised the bottom of her legs, I slipped on a pair of frilly ankle socks. She visibly relaxed, wearing socks, for her, made her feel a little safer. For me, it had become a bit of a turn on. I had always had a thing about boots, any boots, there did not have to be anything overtly sexy about them, just boots. This little kink of mine seemed to have shifted and morphed to include. The revolvers and rifles they can understand, but tanks and RPG's are beyond their comprehension. It seems like magic to them."When Carrie expressed her fear that it wouldn't be enough, Moonie laughed. "It will be more than enough", she assured Carrie, "The People will be quickly freed, and the only soldiers who are alive three moons from now, will be the ones who do not leave the forts."The generals reached the same conclusions. Because of that, they had not only enough tanks for their portion.