"Rick, how do you feel about all the sexual things we've been doing?" she asked."Mom, I've never been happier. I love you and I love the physical dime...sion we've added to our relationship. I love the orgasms we've shared, the masturbation we've shared. The fact that you're my mother makes it all the more special and fulfilling. How do you feel about it?" I've never been happier either. Neither has my pussy." We both laughed. "Even though society may disapprove of what we do, I don't care. I. I could tell they had been putting in a solid days work, they were both sweating and had scattered dirt smudges, but for some unknown reason I found my attraction for Shelly growing again. She was wearing a summer weight maternity top and I could clearly see her bra through the thin material. Her tits filled the cups fully and her nipples pointed out at the front. I briefly had that flash from my earlier minds-vision of their swollen nakedness and felt my dick twitch. “Stop it, Tom,” I told. ‘You have no choice but to cut off his nugs. He has debauched your sister, and family honour demands you seek out the scoundrel and dispatch him.’My demon was right, but there was scant chance of finding Shelley in Lincolnshire, where I was bound. Horse Guards had sent a letter to Lincoln Castle notifying the garrison commander of my imminent arrival.An escort would be dispatched to meet me in Grantham, and then accompany me to Lincoln.Before taking the stagecoach to Grantham I visited MI6 for. "Jessica pushed his shoes close with her foot, then just stood smiling at him with her hands on her hips.What the fuck are they up to? But he put on his shoes, picked up his wallet and was ready."We'll be back in a little while," Fred called out."Okay," Carla said from the bedroom, her voice sounding distracted.Shortly, Carla came out of the bedroom wearing a fresh set of shorts and top, her makeup, what little there was of it, freshened.Five minutes later, she walked into the lodge. A.