Back before I'd Devoured two women. Women who'd merely sought to protect their family. Yes, there was a plot against the king. And there was a case fo... self-defense, what with the way they'd restrained me. But even so, it wouldn't do to lose sight of just how I'd come to be so powerful. If I wasn't careful, I might find myself looking for a situation that would “force” me to Devour again. I wouldn't let myself become that. With a shudder, I straightened my back and made for the court room. I. ’ ‘The other times were spur of the moment. ‘ ‘I didn’t mean to have sexual intercourse. It just couldn’t be helped.’ ‘This is lying and cheating! There is no excuse this time.’ I’m leaving!But instead I’m standing in front of him. He hasn’t even bathed since this lunch. Giving him my sluttiest smile I say“Money first.”“Will $20 do?”“Yes.” And I drop the bill into my purse. He pushes me to floor. This is becoming ritual. Running my hand up the front over this beautiful hunk of man meat I can’t. “I can’t wait any longer.”Mom leaned back and slid her panties down her long legs, skilfully kicking them off together with her jeans. Her inner thighs glistened and the neat triangle of light brown hair on her beaver was matted with juice.“Time to stick that baseball bat back in my pussy where it belongs,” Mom said.She shoved my chest into the back of the sofa with both palms and swung a knee over my lap to straddle me. Her body lifted as her hand sought my saliva-coated cock and lined it up. “You want to find out what is on the next level,” I asked.Mom didn’t but came anyway. Her saying “fucking hell” was an understatement.As we came out of the short hallway, we walked into what looked like an exotic car museum. In the corner was an elevator designed to raise them somewhere. We couldn’t resist the temptation to find out where.Dad summed it well when he said, “Now we know why no one was assigned this garage door.”“Is there a Batcave?” mom asked jokingly.“David, sir,” a man dressed.