I have a discrete tattoo onthe back of my neck, which is normally covered by my shoulder lengthhair, which states that I am Helen's property. I am as ...qually proud ofthat as I am of having Derek's initials tattooed on my ass cheek.A lot of people would think my relationship with my mother is sick, butshe was the one who I first had sex with and is really the love of mylife. I was and still am deeply devoted to her and she recognised fromthe moment when I was 13 years old and begged to go down. I groaned as they loved me. My back arched.“Gods, yes,” I groaned, loving what they did to me. How they pleasured me. It was a treat. Something wondrous to enjoy.They both purred as they loved me, their blue eyes staring up my body. I grinned, my tan chest rising and falling. Their ruby lips massaged the crown of my cock. Pleasure shot down my rod to my balls brimming with a load of cum I would fire all over their faces.“Damn,” I groaned as they licked me. They lapped at me. It was such an. Lilly arrived a few moments later and ran her fingers through his hair, wet from the shower.“I can assure you, your animals will be safe in this man’s hands, Faye darling. Utterly indefatigable, aren’t you Nigel?”I nearly called the pretty BBC girl when I got back to London but decided not to. Celebrity brings a certain paranoia. Does she want me as a trophy, a route upward in the profession, for money? She probably just wanted a good fuck but, well, there you go.‘Missing in Action’ was a. Her eyes were wide, with a look of fear and pain in them and I snapped then ran and puched him. He fell to the ground and I kicked him hard in the ribs repeatedly until he went into the armidillo position. I squatted down at his side and lifted his head up so I was looking him in the face."I'm only going to warn you of this 1 time, and 1 time only. If you ever touch, let alone look at her, I will fucking kill you. I'll slit your goddamn throat. Got it?" He let out a groan that I took for a yes.