"I'm sorry." Rachel didn't know what else to say. She could barely open her eyes and her legs felt like jelly. "You're forgiven Pet." Cameron slid his...fingers down the lips around her pussy, gathering her juices, and then continued further until his slick fingers tickled her asshole. She jumped and both men chuckled. "We're not going that far Pet, it's okay. Not this time." "I think you should roll over Pet." Adam gently eased her through the motion. She lay on the bed, her legs held apart by. They were now forgotten, living a different life, probably now having lost their plumy English accents, talking in the local dialect, working as waitresses in burger bars.I had not remarried, not needing to with a plentiful supply of females wanting to share my bed, wanting to be penetrated by my love rod. The women were two a penny. Some I kept on for a few months, but most lasted only a matter of weeks before I was bored with them. I kept fit, and had the body and physique of a well toned. She went along to each of his school plays, but after his beaming face spotted her in the crowd, the wetness that followed was like a kick in the stomach, and she never risked it again.But constantly being on guard like that, deliberately having to deprive your son, that changes a person. And over the years, Marion became more and more bitter. It was done out of love for her son—a good mother, she knew, should not find her own son a turn-on, and constantly making sure that he never got an ounce. I knew I had crossed a line and told her I was sorry and I wouldn't bring it up again." Surprisingly, she said she was glad I asked. Yes, there were problems with her family. They told her she was living in a fantasy world, and it was time for her to "grow up." She wouldn't listen. This was her life and she was going to live it the way she pleased. I understood what she meant. My own family situation made it easy for me to. Still, what was it about this man that she needed so badly? What was so.