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But other than that, how was it? Were Sonja and Momo nice to you?” She nodded. “Good. Do you want to come downstairs? In the evening, we watch the news on the couch together and then I make dinner. Come join us.” She followed me downstairs, where Momo and Sonja were already waiting for us, sitting at the ends of the couch in their sovereign territories. The question now was where would Chloe sit? There was enough room for the four of us to sit on the couch, but she would be beside me, meaning that either orgasm the cat or the dog were going to end up on the far edge of the galaxy. I took my place in the middle of the couch, leaving the decision to her. But instead of sitting on the couch, she plopped herself down on the floor, leaning against my legs. The news came on and we all relaxed. Both Momo and Sonja curled up into balls with their heads resting on my thighs. I tickled their chins and their ears, making Sonja wag her tail and Momo purr. Sometimes I would move my hands down and massage their breasts, relishing the feel of the bodacious dumplings in my grip. Down below, I had my legs wrapped around Chloe like a seat belt, keeping her warm and covered. She was looking in the direction of the TV, but I wasn’t sure if she was actually watching or just drawn to the light and noise. Even if she understood English, anything she was hearing now must have been gibberish. I was starting to understand her little squeaks, differentiating between when they meant happiness Fingering or discomfort. When I played with her hair or tickled her ears, the squeaks would be high pitched, meaning she was enjoying it. The squeaks from that morning had been deeper with a slight whine to them. I was certainly happy. I was still full of questions as to this strange phenomenon and I was worried about the future, but there were few moments in my life that were better than getting to relax on my couch in my own house, cuddling with my three girls. The news was on, I had a cozy fire in the stove, and soon I would make a nice dinner for the four of us. It was bliss. Once the MILF news ended, I went into the kitchen and prepared dinner. It was a simple beef stew, hopefully enough to leave us Cuckold all full. With the horny addition of Chloe, I would now have to prepare larger meals. If I was careful with the pricing, I could keep the expenses low, but I would need to continue teaching the girls how to take care of themselves. I noticed that a third food bowl had been set out for Chloe on the floor next to Sonja’s and Momo’s, probably from when they made her lunch. I filled up each bowl with stew and set out a second water bowl between Momo and Chloe. “Girls! Time to eat!” They rushed in, almost sliding across the floor if not for their bare feet. Sonja was first, a big happy comet, jumping and wagging her tail. Then came Momo, dainty and elegant, looking like some kind of elf from a fantasy book. Last was Chloe, her tiny steps not making any noise and a look of uncertainty on her face, like a little kid on the first day of school, looking for her class. They all assumed the positions, arranged by size with Sonja at one end and Chloe at the other, but everything from their postures to their movements was perfectly synchronized. It was a relief to see Chloe enjoying her food. Considering that she had originally been a mouse, I was curious to see how well she would handle meat. And please Ms. Vandereeken. My tongue swirled about the spongy crown at the tip of her dick. "How the fuck are we going to tell Jake about this?" she asks me, "I told him I'd mediate between you two when you were supposed to come out. He then reached his hands back and spread his ass cheeks, showing me his tight hole that was waiting for me to fuck it. Put your prediction of the final score on the sheet, seal it, and drop it into the glass tube on the edge of the fireplace. He pulled out and she hoped he wasn’t leaving and then she felt him slam back into her. “That’s the thing Claire, you will never know Cuckold who has been watching you.” She was waiting for me with her blouse open, her bra pushed up, and her hand between her legs. The door clicks horny in and he whispers the locking charm, adding a muffling charm to the door he stalks forward, creeping up on his orgasm unsuspecting prey. He quickly pulled out of her cunt making her try to beg him to cum insider her pussy. As they walked Yudif pressed the key into her hand. His breathing got heavy in anticipation of what he knew was coming. The idea of being in public comforted her, and once she spotted a Fingering family of four bustling their way into the lift ahead, she ran up and stepped inside, not even checking if Phil could MILF catch up or not. While eating the ice cream she notice something seemed off with him.