And you flabbergast us very regularly. I don’t know how I could ever give this up. In my case I will have to leave for brief periods to keep contact with my extended family, but if I am welcome here to be with you, I won’t need another room for myself, I would just keep my current one for privacy at times that I need it and center my presence mainly with you in your bedroom if that is welcome. We could get me another dresser and vanity with a mirror and space in your spacious closets and I would be very happy to help fill your life with Gloria. As far as your ‘little friends’ they would be no problem to me if you kept them out in your ‘love nest’ to play with and kept the main house for Gloria and I to plague you and seduce you BDSM at our leisure. I think that you can barely conceive of what it means to an old bat like me to have a still viable man interested in her as a lover. I don’t want to ever lose that in the time that I have left to me and I am projected to live at least another fifteen years or beyond, dear man.” So, with a lot of smiles the two of them consigned themselves to my care for the future and beyond and were excited to increase their presence in my and now their home and our shared lives. I busied myself over the next few days in making adjustments in my social and sexual life including letting Ashley know that I didn’t have any interest in seeing her regularly anymore and that she would have another six months to find alternate digs and abandon the hotel room that I was affording her, unless she made arrangements with the staff to pay for it on her own. I promised to make her a good deal on that if she was interested. And I texted the ‘little girls’ and let them know that in the future our fun and their presence would be contained to the room that they knew of. The three that I was actively involved with all sent Hardcore their agreements back to me. That night, both Irma and Gloria joined me for the night and we in a very special way initiated the rest of our lives together and domination then held each other in our arms as we slept the night together in a convivial peace with each other and the world in general. They decided on a Mother/Daughter Role Play for me that night. Evidently they had been discussing this between themselves for some time. Irma showed up presented as a much younger MILF and Gloria took on the aspect of a young teenage daughter. As things worked out she evidently also fell back into her previous Ria identity, which had progressed somewhat from its previously stuck aspect at twelve to now a very youthful fifteen. Irma had the aspect of a grieving widow, Black Widow’s Weeds, Veil and all. Ria had the aspect of her rebellious young daughter, being somewhat callous in attitude to her sorrowful mother. She wore what would have been a very inappropriate for the time dress, showing her ankles and unknown to her mother, having nothing on underneath. They had indicated to me that I was to be totally inert to this little sex drama; well, that I could react to the fun, but not initiate anything, they would handle that. So, to start our little fun, I was in my bed propped up with three pillows and in the process of reading one of my favorite stories, THE TIME MACHINE. I still to this spanking day am entranced by Weena, played by Yvette Mimieux in the fetish movie. I was a young teenager when I first saw this movie and a hole was burned into my heart over her, which has never healed. In fact, I was never attracted to another female of her resemblance up to this day. She along with a few others still burn brightly in my heart’s memories. “The moment the Program started, I wasn't sure I could ever keep you all to myself. Oh god, I want it so bad! Jan asked, as she let go of the still-inserted dildo to reach down and ease the hairbrush handle out of her rectum, so that spanking she could secretly drop the hairbrush down the side of the bed that wasn't facing the doorway. He was absolutely filthy from the marsh, and the skin underneath that muck was deathly pale. Their transportation system has provided me often with needed supplies for my gardening, including fruit trees that will prosper in my little private climate. Both teens Hardcore continued to cum and Nicole's fertile reproductive system pulled more of Cam's dangerous seed deeper inside her. She took a deep breath. Sudden, intense pain on the back of his knees caused John to crumble forward. He kissed her back several times before slapping her ass, "Ok, let's get our shower." "OH WELL," she mused as she reaching behind herself, gripping the saddle rim, letting her beautiful breasts heave and thrash about with wild abandon - knowing full well this is what the men wanted to see as the bikers cheered BDSM on the stunning brunette. "Oh then, what does a pussy feel like, is it hard or soft?" The more the merrier." "Yeah" I replied as I stood up to grab one of the drinks from Jeff as he was getting into the hottub. “Ah yes; I need you to complete a questionnaire please.” Truth be told, I was aching to be inside her too, but there was no way I was giving up on the status domination quo I had acquired. Alex released her hair and forearms, moving both his hands to fetish that tiny waist and shifting his position behind her. Yavara let out a cry in response, her hips grinding ardently about her dual penetration, her ass deforming with the press of her shifting weight. “You are a married man; aren’t you?”