I suppose it’s up to whoever wants it.” Sonja’s ears perked up. “We should have a sleepover!” tight “What do you mean?” “Like you had with your friend when you were a kid! Let’s have all the girls come sleep in our room and you can play with all of us at once!” “Sonja, honey, that doesn’t exactly make it easier for—” “Yeah, let’s do that!” The voice came from behind the closed door. Momo went over to answer it and Lola with several other hybrids poured in like and undammed river, tripping and falling all over each other. I could see plenty others standing in the hall. “Were skinny you listening the whole time?” I asked. One of the girls got up, Liz, a tortoise. She had a bald head and a short, scaly tail. Rather than a solid shell, she had thick bone plates growing out of the skin on her back, almost like armor. “We want to have that sleepover thing!” she said. Poor Lola managed to squeeze out from under the pile. “Yeah, can we? We all want shaved to play with Master!” she asked. “Do any of you even know what playing means in this family?” amateur They all flashed me guilty smiles. Crap, they knew. “Are you sure you want this?” “Yeah!” they cheered. “Ok, then one week from tonight, bring all your mattresses into this room and I’ll play with each and every one of you.” As all the girls celebrated, I couldn’t help but wonder what petite kind of mess I had just gotten myself stuck in. The hybrids moved through the kitchen in a line with their trays, picking food put out on tables by the cooks. Looking into my dad’s eyes, I attributed shaved them to something I hadn’t before: fear. “Ok I don’t amateur want any more problems so I will sign it. I follow her out as we head over to a local restaurant. He thought to himself as he gazed down at Kristin. Her tangy passion filled my nose. He pulled his big cock from her ass and she hung limp in her bondage relieved the orgasm was slowly releasing her cunt and body. She took a step back, not from the impact but from surprise, her glare turning sour as she opened her mouth to speak. “If you didn’t know about the memories then why did you come skinny here?” She is normally dressed in loose salwar-suits that hide her lovely D-cup boobs which are amazingly round in shape even tight in her late 40s. Mandy was very happy and satisfied. I wanted to have complete control over the situation and meant to make it one petite of the most memorable moments for both of us.