I knew he would. And if I said no what would he do? Would he tell her? Tell her what I had become. What we had done? Would she believe him?His voice i...terrupted my thoughts. "Anyway, deep down that's what you want. We both know that. You like me fucking you. Feeding you my cock. You like being my little bitch. That's what you've become now. Not a boy. Just a little bitch. You want your wife to see you sucking my big cock. Taking that load, swallowing my cum. You'd like that. Laurie, watching me. Years of single mothering had emboldened Billy, her son.The lad grew great interest in private parts and curls of hair.Money worries took second place to hiding from his daily dares.Yesterday he lifted her skirt to catch a glimpse of her quim.Threats and commands failed to turn his mind away from sin.In failing warmth, Wendy despaired from a sudden little sound.A gentle slapping foiled her napping in suds floating around.Somewhere close the boy watched - she sensed it but not where. “Something dramatic has changed. I’m feeling it right to my core.” She seemed concerned about my safety, could be an issue and I said something was telling me I didn’t need to worry. I couldn’t explain it but there it was. I told her I knew for sure my nymphs were influencing everything in some way. She said I should let Margo and Margie stay with me for company and warmth and she would catch a ride back to her place with the other ladies.I thanked her for that idea but said I was reluctant to. Walked in completely to the room, ‘Dam idiot at the desk still gave me a king.’ He said almost happy that it was just the one king but trying to sound annoyed. He sat down on the edge of the bed grabbing the house phone and dialing the operator. ‘Yes can I get the front desk please’ Lizzy took the chance to relax. She put her bag down on the floor and laid down across the huge bed her arm brushing past L.J. She felt a little dirty doing it, but she had to seem like business as usual, and.