I’m sorry – it’s just that the ‘L-word’ touches a few raw nerves for me.”“That’s okay, pussy-pie. I’m sorry if I scared you: it was ...ust the only thing I could think of to say at the time which might make you stop and think. I was just scared of losing you…” Claire paused. “Now, come on, let’s fuck – it’ll make us both feel better.”“Okay, yeah, let’s. What shall we do? You want me to fist your cunt, or stick some vegetables up your ass, or piss on your tits, or what?”“Um, no… Could you…” Claire. I watched attentively as the MC ordered the runners-up to open their flies and get their cocks out! All sported erections of various sizes, one or two very very well-endowed, one was definitely not. But the MC didn't say anything about that, just observing that they all seemed “up for it”. “OK girls, get to work” he ordered and, as one the strippers knelt down in front of each guy and began sucking them off. I couldn't believe it! The audience were jostling to get a good view. The MC turned to. He knew was getting spoiled by her attentions, and told her as much, but she shrugged it off, saying he would pay her back in other ways. Hearing that brought another thought to mind."When was the last time you fed?" he asked. He'd noticed that she was warm when he kissed her at the door."Last week while I was out patrolling," she replied, frowning when she caught the implications. "I'm still warm. I can feel it."They discussed it while he ate dinner, unable to arrive at a satisfactory. She didn’t wake up but just pulled my hands out and turned in the opposite direction. Now she was showing her back to me and I changed my position to lie facing downwards on the bed. I was too horny and wanted to do further at any cost.After some time, I put my hand over my mom’s hip, and still, there was no response from her so I got a little bit cool and became a bit bolder and put my hand under her blouse.This was the first time I was putting my hand on her boobs from behind my mom. I slowly.