She looked at me. "Are you sure you are okay? I just keep seeing you shiver and sweat like you are in court being prosecuted for murder. Is she making...feel weird? I wanted to bite her head off about wearing that red dress, but she is my mom. Does she turn you on, so you want to have sex with her?" No, babe," I objected, shaking my head no. "I swear I just want you." I'm not saying you feel the need to cheat, but like she said, you are a guy," she reminded me, taking my hands in hers. "We both. I greatly respect this, and go deeper and slower. as i feel the hugeness of you in my mouth, i also think im making it grow too. my hands are moving fast outside, one low and tight, the other giving ground on your shaft only when my lips arrive. i'm loving this pace, i'm not choking and you've shown respect for my gift. so now i take in more at once. and one hand goes away. i place it on your chest. i feel it heaving up and down as you breathe faster. im near the end now, the other hand joins. ..-he takes out his handcuffs- I can just arrest you now for failing to comply -he smirks, twirling the handcuffs around his finger-Guest_jazzyscampi: Well I fail to see how that works as your just a lame security guard with no power ~Unimpressed she turns back to her work~Guest_DevilHorns95: is that so? -He roughly pulls her to her feet and bends her over the desk while he holds her hands back with one hand, the other feels up her ass-Guest_jazzyscampi: Hey, you can't do that ~She writhes in. Next, I looked at the mercantile class. There seemed to be little hope based on what was available. At the same time I was forced to address the problem of replacing my butler, who thankfully decided to retire. As a result of the search to replace him I happened upon a fantastic find. I found a member of the so-called poor working class who had everything I was looking for to strengthen our line. Close your mouth, Dear. Of course, I'm talking about James, my butler." He inherited a lot of money.