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“Momo will! Thank you, Master!” “And Chloe, this is for you.” I handed her the final box, and she unwrapped it to reveal a sleeping bag with a hood. “That’s for your little nest under the bed. It will keep you especially warm, and you can completely close it around your head with just a hole for your mouth.” She smiled and Brunette jumped into my lap. “Thank you, Master!” Momo and Sonja joined in, pouncing on me and amateur hugging me tightly. “Thank you, Master!” they all said again. “Merry Solo Christmas, girls.” After taking a nap, I was indian sitting on the couch, eating breakfast and watching TV. On the other end of the couch was Momo, wrapped up in her electric blanket and playing with her toys. Sonja and Chloe were playing outside, throwing around the tennis ball sock and her other toys. “Master, what is this?” I downed my coffee and turned to Momo. She was holding up a small plastic bag with a cardboard tab, filled with brownish-green powder. She had pulled it from the bottom of her stocking. “Oh, I forgot about that. That’s a plant called catnip. I wasn’t sure how you would react to it since you’ve become a person, but I thought we could find out. Go on, give it a sniff. See if you like it.” Momo opened the bag and gave a deep inhale. “I love you, Danny.” She didn't like it either. He called her every name he could think of, whore, slut, fuckhole, a worthless piece amateur of shit, as his cock slime hit the back of the young girls’ throat. “Don’t ever indian let me go, Connor.” He smiled, reassured, then cast another look at Jean. “Is that all you heard?” I asked him, Brunette anger building up. Evan slapped Claire on the ass, making her squeal into Julianne's pussy. “Mmmm” this is nice I can feel the wetness building up inside me soon the moisture will bypass the flimsy material of my own Gstring and run down my legs. We held each other, trying to resist the animalistic lust that was brewing between us. “This Solo is...This is crazy!”