Sierra thought to herself that she would gladly have tasted anything from Jessica's body, but her mother was rough and abusive, reveling in her power....She ruled her submissive by force, not love, and unlike her relationship with Jessica where the two had slept together every night, her new mistress would often disappear into her bedroom early in the evening, leaving the girl to fend for herself. Sierra wondered what could be so interesting as to take her mother away from a willing submissive. A woman is humming a melody softly amid theclink of glass on glass. Theodulf breathes deeply and steps inside. Herback is to him; tables with bowls of rose petals are lining the walls.Narrow windows with the shutters thrown open admit the fading daylight;it is later in the day than he thought it was. He hears the slightthump against the carved tabletop as she replaces the carafe she waspouring wine from. Her hair flows in an ebon stream down her backconfined only by three ribbons that imprison. " Yes. I said he was a great lunk of a man who plays rugby but very polite and well spoken and did aircraft reinsurance in his spare time."Christopher gave a snort of laughter. "You have a way with words, young lady. Did you also tell them that he had a fine singing voice?" No because I could hardly say that all he sang were rude rugby songs."He really laughed that time. "Oh my little Tina," he gasped. "You are special." Actually, I've never heard you sing even in the shower." Snap. It shall be. She squeezed my cock gently, and it responded like the horny little tool it was. “Keep doing that, Tommy, and we are going to fuck in just a few minutes. Would you like that?”“Oh yeah,” I sputtered. I pushed my fingers deeper into her pussy. Without realizing I had done it, I had three fingers inside her. She was moaning and grinding her pussy against my hand.“Are you ready to fuck Mommy, Tommy?” She was breathing heavily and now she was gasping and panting as she spoke.“The sooner the better,”.