June was very pleased. Seeinghow she had solved that issue, she had me slip on the panties she hadchosen. They were a cheeky tanga style made of a she...r beige nylon withlace trim around the waist, legs and up the cheeks. I understood whatshe meant now, as I looked very feminine from the front with the pubiclanding strip and flat front providing a convincing look."Oh Roger that looks so much better, better than I had even hoped. Iguess I had forgotten how small you really were. That made it. On the rush to get into my room, the door had been left open. My first reaction was to stand up and close the door before continuing, but at the minor movement. However, when I tried, the biker hardened his grasp on my hair and pushed my face back to his crotch. With the muffled sound of a mouth stuffed with cock, I tried to say something, but to no avail. He totally ignored me.Upon detecting my insistence, his only reply was: “You’re going nowhere, bitch. Keep sucking!”So there I was. At. And then the two just stared at each other for a long, silent moment. I looked from one face to the other, trying to see any signs that the two were related. And they were there, a little – something about the shape of their cheekbones, maybe, and their full, almost pouty lower lips – but it was clear Alistair got most of his features from his father, and I didn’t think anyone just glancing at them would guess she was his mother.I could see Fiona fisting her hands in her robes, as though trying. Felt that ache, but couldn't get further. Hell, we're all so used to using our hands now, and toys, maybe looking at porn, starting real young. Makes it easy. Maybe it's a lost art. Didn't take me long to forget about that conversation. A few weeks later we got home after visiting friends, looking forward to bed together. I had just come out of the shower. "Get rid of your towel and let me have a good look at you, my darling," she said. She was sitting on the tiled ledge beside our soaker tub..