Fear not mother I heard Brutus say as he laid his hand on my shoulder, soon my brother will know the soft sweet succulent flesh of your bowels.Oil, oi..., get oil I managed to say, Brutus get oil or a****l fat hurry, I’ll tear without it, please Brutus before your brother rips me apart. I would not deny my son the pleasure of my promised special place, he would know the hot warm depth of my bowels , but I would not act in haste or lust.Brutus returned and sat a bucket on the floor. Here brother. I realize I'm licking my lips desperate for the taste of your kiss. Longing for any flavor that might still linger. My free hand has wandered down and is now occupied with the inner folds of my sweet spot. I can feel it building and know it won't take but another moment.I remember you and it's like you're there, the softness of your smile and your scent may be in my head but in this moment it feels real. While my fingers continue to work my clit I picture you in front of me. Even if it's. I felt underdressed and wished he had told me where we were going so I could have dressed more upscale. Jeremy turned my face to his as he pulled me close and kissed me. I felt that safe and protected feeling and fell into his lips letting all my worries fall away. I could have stayed right there forever, but as he pulled back from me I knew that that was not going to happen. Jeremy walked around the car and opened my door. I looked up at him and slowly took his hand. As we approached the door. Udasa smile. “It sounded like something tearing.”“I didn’t hear anything,” Derek answers with a smile.“I must just be hearing things,” she rationalizes. “So anyway, like I was saying...”She doesn’t get another word. Derek’s cock has already slipped across, underneath the table. It hovered for a moment in front of her panty-less crotch before striking, effectively cutting her off.Derek smiles even larger and at this point Derek no longer exists but in the back of Ereka’s mind. The shirt Ereka.