As far as mannequins go, she was perfect, no one would ever know the difference. I reached out and gently put a hand on her youthful breast, frozen in...mid-development. It was cold, hard plastic."She would have filled into a well shaped woman."I spun around. The woman an the men were back at the door. I was discovered."I knew you were here all along. It was my spell that put you to sleep. I know about your love for mannequins, so I'm going to make you one, just like Michelle there." No, I won't. After everything already today, a bit of a time change being here, and all the excitement, Donald and Emma both fall into a deep sleep for a couple of hours.Awake now, and very hungry, they quickly shower and get ready. Donald drives them to a wonderful seafood restaurant. A perfect beginning meal. They both are having shrimp and scallops; it is so easy sitting side by side to feed each other bits of the meal, bring their sensory reactions to the highest.By the time the meal finishes, now. ..I'm cumming!" I exclaimed. I felt my prostate contract, and my cum shot out of me in long, exquisite streams. One, two, three, four, five, I took my mouth from his shaft, and concentrated on my cock. I couldn't stop cumming, the contractions sent rope after rope of slippery sperm into my belly. "Oh no, what have I done!" I thought, I can't cum like this. We just got started, and I shoot off right away. I'm so embarrassed. "I'm sorry." I said while looking down at his hard cock. The veins. “Oh, baby - you should have let us know you were there.” I said my voice heated and low. Kara was starting to pant. “We would never want you to feel left out.”“I can’t believe this is happening.” My daughter gasped, swallowing hard. “It doesn’t seem real.”“Trust me, love. It’s real.” I said, sliding my hands around to the nape of her neck and burrowing my fingers into her thick, dark hair. “You know what you want. It’s okay.”Kara swallowed again, and moved her hands so that they were hovering.