I was trying to formulate an answer when Steve's hand cupped my breast. It flashed hot with arousal. In shock, I directly answered Ann's question. "He...was fucking amazing. I can't remember coming so hard." Your boy was magnificent too. I've never been fucked so well. He also made a bit of a confession." Ann released my son's penis and took my hand in hers. "It turns out the boys not only have a thing for each other's mothers, they have a thing for their own."She placed my hand on Steven's dick.. Cautiously, so not to wake you, I lean my mouth close to the head of your cock. Licking the tip slightly, gauging your reaction. None, good. You continue to stroke. Little moans escape your lips, hips moving a bit more frantically. I reach over and trace my finger down the line of pre-cum, to the base of your now throbbing cock. My mouth slowly encircles the head. God you taste so fucking good. I lick and suck just the head, I don’t want to disturb your stroking. More. He got on and cranked her up and her engine rumbled deep like only a Harley can. Before he put on his helmet I gave Brad the address and directions to my townhouse. He nodded. I squeezed him tight and held on as Brad pulled out of the parking lot and turned in my direction. Damn it felt so good to ride with him. Riding on his bike felt so freeing somehow. We arrive at my place far too soon for my liking. We both dismounted and Brad walked me to the door. “I don’t know your last name Clark.. ‘See to it that she’s clean and dressed, and fit to meet her family.’ ‘You wish me to do this? I am no maidservant.’ Constance gestured to Marie, where the chestnut-haired girl was sleeping curled in a tangle of linens on the floor, in Constance’s makeshift bed. ‘Why not Marie?’ ‘Be sensible, Constance,’ scolded Jacqueline. ‘Do you imagine that Beatrice will be at all pleased to see our wicked little Marie? All matters considered?’ She supposed Jacqueline was right. It had been Marie’s lie that.