. I thought that was odd but didnt say anything.When she walked in she was all smiles, though and helped me unpack the few things that needed to go in...the fridge. She lifted a bottle of Merlot in one hand and a bottle of grape juice in the other. she went to the sink and poured out the juice then filled that bottle with the wine, immediately going outside to dispose of it."Mom doesnt like any alcohol in the house." She gave me a conspiratorial smile. "So we'd better drink it all tonight."She. I just stared at her. Who was Sandi, anyway? What was I doing with her? We sat in silence for a minute, surprised by the surge of emotion on family issues. I couldn't let the giddy happiness and anticipation slip away."Deep breath time, OK?" I said. We both took exaggerated deep breaths and exhaled. At the same instance we reached across the table and intertwined our fingers. The turbulence passed.Sandi broke the silence. Tell me about that magazine you write for. French Fry Monthly? That. 'ello?" The sleepy male voice came over the phone and she forced herself to calm down and to keep her voice quiet."Terry! It's Ann. Listen, we had a breakthrough last night. One of the changed mice responded to the serum and was able to lay quite a clutch of eggs." She put excitement into her voice while her eyes remained averted from Greg's bound form."Really? Are you serious!?" She heard a sudden clatter and thud, "Ow..damnit. Hold on I'll be right down!" No, no don't Terry. I called to say. “I want you to kneel behind Christy. First, you need to clean the Master’s dick of his cum and Christy’s pussy juices. Then you need to clean up Christy’s pussy and get all of Master’s cum out. You also need to makes sure that Christy has an orgasm. Do you understand?”“Yes, Mistress, I understand.” Jen responded.“Have you ever eaten pussy before, Jen?”“Yes, Mistress, I have eaten pussy before.”So Jen got down on her knees, took my dick in her little hands and started licking and sucking on my.