.. the beginning of life. Of romance.She closed her eyes. Jack. Jack, her love. Husband. He might not consider himself such, she accepted. Only one ni...ht together, and a year apart, she might find him married somewhere, or, worse, his memory gone through some evil of The Witch. She thought not, though. Jack ... Jack was...Nimble fingers undid the buttons on the front of her pants. She didn't bother undoing the belt. That, when the danger was unknown, was unwise. And, unneeded. An opening. .. passports were valid and they accepted us.New York was a whole other story. They tried to put us in the foster system ... but we had parents and Amber was engaged.Sally was 18 and could be legally responsible. The crowning glory was the visit by a prestigious New York law firm with suit papers in hand. They were accompanied by the FBI ... the FBI handles kidnapping cases and that's what they were ready to charge everyone with ... including the judge ... if they didn't release us. Seven hours. You disgusting fucking bastard!" Emily cried out. Her face burned hotly, from shame and embarrassment. "That's ... what did you ... I don't ... what did you do to Mom?!?!?!?" Emily, sweetie?" Chelsea asked. She pulled her mouth away from her son's stiff cock, still stroking it with her hand, turning to look at her daughter. She appeared puzzled by her daughter's outburst. "What's the matter? There's no need to get angry with Jack. He loves you." Mom," Jack said gently, looking down at his. I held her waist with both hands and rubbed her ass with my fully erected cock. She continued her work with soft moans. I took my cock out and rubbed its tip through her ass crack and told her ” mom, I am dying to fuck your ass”.She smiled and said ” I will give it to you my dear. but we have to execute our plan first, Ok?”.I said ok and give her a kiss on her back neck and started licking there. She bite her lips to control her moaning… I raised her nighty and cupped her ass with my both hands.