Ab mamata diwaar ke sahare thi. Suraj ne apne zatke chalu rakhe. Uska land lohe ki rod ki tarah mamat ki chut ko fadata hua anadr bhahar ho raha tha. ...b suraj ruka aur mamata ki dono tango ko apni kamar pe chipka ke apne atho se mmata ki kamar pakad li. Aur bola rani ab ready ho.Mamata boli plz plz suraj muz pe thoda raham karo. Me to tumhari hi hu. Surja ne ha bhar. Aur maata ki kamar pakad ke use hawa me uchal diya. Aur zodaar zatke laane laga. Mamata ki ankhose phir se ansu aa gayi aur usne. It logged in automatically and went straight to a typical Windows desktop, though with almost all the icons disabled and a username of "slave", all lower case.The same voice came suddenly from the little laptop's speakers, complete with the same note of amusement: "Ah, smart outfit - though for some reason it doesn't look so comfortable now ... would you like to take it off?"I reached for the top button, but was halted in my tracks by a sudden rebuke: "you were asked a question, not given an. Like a dog following some distant calling, she stood poised for an instant, then headed for the training ring.As they approached the noise, Amanda saw ahead the broad, incredibly muscular back of what to her mind she thought must be Tarzan, or some such manifestation thereof. He was magnificent from behind and covered only with a loin cloth. God, breathed Amanda to herself, what a beautiful man-beast from the rear!"That's Justice," Joan said as she heard Amanda's breath quicken."My God! He. " Oh." This time it was Derek who shrugged. "Why are you worried about it? You're a big girl, now and you don't need her permission to enjoy yourself... any way you want."Charlene said nothing. She knew what Derek was getting at and couldn't help but wonder what it was that made him so insatiable. What did he want, anyhow? He'd fucked her, sucked her... hell, she'd even gone down on him. Drunk his jism, to boot."Yeah, Derek, but I don't want to get into a hassle with her. She's my mother, after.