Getting off the plane you could feel the hard cock you had throb and you had to try and calm down so no-one else saw the bulge as you thought about me... pulling your luggage off the conveyor belt you made your way to get a taxi and meet up with me for the first time.I watched every taxi go past my heart beat up as I wondered when you would arrive; we were going to stay at a hotel near my home, one called Ardsley House Hotel I had been waiting for what seemed like an eternity when I saw a taxi. My friends had joined the fun, too. My best friend, Kimmy Myers, had become my brother Jalal’s personal whore. He would give her to his friends whenever he felt like it and she loved it. They were in love, and I knew they’d be married soon.“That must be Mr. Coburn,” my mother said, her eyes falling on the old man Clint was going up to talk to. He had gray hair and looked in his fifties. Not too bad looking, either. He wore a tux and looked good in it.A wet heat rippled through me. I stared at. ” He pushed at his words, activating his Skill. “I promised you that I would never make trouble for you or tell anyone, and I haven’t. And I won’t.”She stared at him for a moment, and then her smile widened. “I was going to say,” she whispered, “that if it was a ploy,” she raised her eyebrows suggestively, “then you’re on the right track. I love strawberries, and I really like seeing you be more active like this.”His mouth fell open. What. A vision of olive-colored thighs wrapped around him. He looked upon 'Frankie' as he called J. Francis, as his father.Now, at the age of thirty-two, Sonya was finally happy and getting married.The door suddenly burst open and framed in the doorway was Dash.Sonya leapt from her chair and snatched up her silk robe to cover her near naked body."Dash, what the hell are you doing here?" I want to see my son." He's in the playroom, and you have no right to come barging into Francis' home..."Sonya trailed off as she noticed that Dash was dressed in a.