You've been trying to get into Jean's pants for months - your sister for cripes sake! And you think that's normal? And then Jean tells Mom and she's g...nna think it's normal? Yeah, right."My impending suicide was thwarted by Mom sitting next to me and laying her hand on my arm, saying. "Try to calm down, Billy. It's going to be all right. Believe me."Do they tell you to be calm before your exiled? Gonna be all right under the goddamn bridge?I tried to talk and croaked instead. "Uh... I don't. It gave me an idea. I began using my mouth and cock by slowly, tenderly moving them in small circles. I noted what motions and what touches elicited the best responses. I moved a hand to the torso of each woman and began squeezing breasts and tugging and pulling on nipples. My tongue began making slow lapping motions across nearly the entirety of her slit from bottom to the top of Petra’s sex and I could feel her shudder.The pace and intensity of both of the women was increasing. . “How much money is it going to cost me?”Fazia held her breath anticipating some incredible sum.“That depends on a number of things. It is not just me that you have to pay for. I will need a few things and a place to live. It depends on how long it takes and it depends on how fast that you learn the intricacies of your slave’s mind.”Vanya held up a hand to stop the words that were forming on Fazia’s lips.“I guess that it will cost only a couple of hundreds of thousands. Maybe three or four, but. He fell to the ground, whimpering and blubbering. I probably shouldn't blame him, since he was now suffering from two broken wrists and a broken tibia. I retracted my spike and pulled my knife. He looked just as I started to cut the crotch from his pants. "Hey, don't cut that. This is a $2500 suit." OK, if it makes you feel better, we'll do it this way." I unfastened his belt and his fly and pulled his pants off. I did cut his underwear off, though I could see that they were silk boxers with.