Besides them, there are six girls who live in the house, plus two who live in the coach house. One of my sons lives in the house and the other one in ...he coach house with his moms.”“Wives? Sons? What?” Dale asked. “And eight women in the house?”Nick put his arm around Dale’s shoulder, “I’ll explain on the drive back to base! Steve, if you could discreetly let Clayton know that we want to head out, I’d appreciate it.”“Sure,” I said with a smile.I went up and knocked softly on Charlie’s. “She thinks the idea rocks! She wanted to know how it works, and how it’s fitted. She was very interested, actually, and wants me to show her one of yours.”I swallowed. Mandy sped her strokes slightly, and her voice was thick as honey in the darkness when she spoke again. “That’s ok, isn’t it, little one? That my big sister knows your little cock is under lock and key? And that she wants to see one of your little toys?”“Oh, God... Yes!” I gasped.Mandy chuckled and now she began stroking me in. Although she caught me ogling at her tummy many times, she would just flash this cute smile and I would just smile back.“I’m sorry. It had fallen down and I was just putting it back on,” I said handing her the bra after coming back to my senses. I had a hard on already holding her bra and she noticed the same. Embarrassed, I went back home.After a few days, while coming back from office, it started to rain cats and dogs. I was flustered that I had left my clothes on the terrace and it would’ve. Her muscles clenched under her silken skin, and she growled and shook as though trying to expel the poison that battled her body. Then she gasped, a sound like a drowning woman’s last breath, and her head fell to her chest, her white-blonde hair curtaining her face. From the hunch of her shoulders, I saw her diaphragm ease to steady, heavy breathing. She relaxed in her binds, her clenched fists opening to splayed fingers. She tilted her face toward me, and upon it was an expression so ravenous.