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“You’ve got me and my four pillar men helping you. It’ll be smooth sailing!” Betty then strode over to me. “Master, I expect you to make frequent visits. I can only go so long before I need a rough ride.” “Don’t worry, I’ll be around plenty, mainly to help Lorraine annoy you and Elise.” Betty smiled and kissed me, and when she walked away, I slapped her on the rear, giving her a happy little indian spring in her step. I then walked over to Dr. Lawrence, standing by the door. “I’ll be in town for a few more days, then I’ll fly to Atlanta to give a full briefing of everything that has gone on.” I shook his hand. “Thanks for everything. I can’t tell you how much I appreciate the help you’ve given us.” “It was certainly for a good cause. Take care.” I nodded and walked back to my car. “I finally get to see Master’s home!” Jenny said with a smile. “Just remember to keep your expectations low. After all, you’ve spent all this time living in a mansion.” “Yay! We’re finally home!” Sonja cheered as we pulled up the familiar driveway. Ah, it was good to return to our old cabin. Actually, it was no longer just a cabin. It had been extensively remodeled, now almost four times its original size and with all the room we’d need. I had seen the blueprints and been involved in the planning, but I hadn’t bothered checking out the progress or the end result until the now. The work crew had done a great job, both in building it and cleaning up the mess afterward, though it would probably be a good idea to get a magnet and search the lawn for screws and nails. Speaking of which, the lawn was badly overgrown, as well as our garden. We unloaded our luggage from the car and stepped inside. The kitchen had been extensively redone, sex with a huge freezer and food pantry installed. It had cannibalized the space we used as a living room, but that wasn’t a problem. It led off to several rooms, all of which could be easily converted into a den, guest bedrooms, a home office, or whatever I wanted. It would certainly be nice to not have the washer and dryer ten feet from the TV. We even had a second bathroom. Going upstairs, we found an expanded bedroom, along with plenty other multipurpose rooms. Oh Lawrence, I owe you big time. We had a huge bed, just like at the mansion, and rubber-lined tank for Leah to sleep in next to us. “So, Jenny, what do you think of this house? I know it’s smaller.” “Then come on dear,” she says, taking hold of my upper arm. My AF was rising at a steady rate. “I never…imagined…” she gasped and groaned…I reached down to Duke’s head…”don’t push him off,” Vanessa said, “Doesn't it feel good ja- AHHa Shiiii-” "You like that, Claire?" I didn't know how I became a futanari. Either way, this was going to be a lot of fun for the both of us, and this time, I was ready to initiate indian everything. It was hard to tell since she was wearing a baggy t-shirt but her black leggings showed a nice looking ass for a woman of her age. I squeezed mine out and Lizzy attempted to do the same but she just couldn’t do it. He imagined her naked bent over on her hands and knees in front of him ready for him to take her. Then I looked down and saw my right nipple poking through one of the holes. “I can’t do anything..” she whispered, “. He remembers wanting to explain the taboo of having sex with one's sister. I took my dog for a walk around the neighborhood when they left. Just masturbating while my husband slept sex on the couch, banished there because we were going through our separation. upwards, emptily, almost begging for another orgasm.