“Good boy.” My mother cooed, turning her attention back to her breakfast, to her mimosa and her toast. The television clicked on as I resu...ed my duty of orally pleasuring her, and the sound of yet more hardcore pornography filled the air, muffled through the perfect flesh of my mother’s porcelain thighs. I knew I was in for a wild ride then, and sure enough within seconds my mother was rocking her hips back and forth, pressing down to force her cunt firmly onto my face,. That final performance involved all of the choir, and Jessie in particular, in a very special, but not totally unexpected, way.That final song of the night was introduced by Jessie and she happily revealed to the crowd that it had been written and arranged by Jock Ramsden and Marleen Greaves but that was not the only thing the fifteen year old girl revealed to the crowd!When the choir came on for their first bracket of songs they all had on some lovely Evening Wear costumes in line with the. .Epilogue. Since that day, some 3 years ago now, Ashley and I have continued our intimacy whenever the opportunity presents itself. We have fucked and sucked in every room in the house, several of the dressing rooms in the nicer department stores in the area, in the car, in the hottub and in several hotel rooms when she has accompanied me on business trips (at the encouragement of her mother). I have even introduced her to the pleasure of anal sex.We are careful not to express any desires for. Eve, I could have had you in any way, at any time, anywhere without any resistance from you, but I have found such liaisons unsatisfying. Other in the demonstration a moment ago, I have never controlled you. Struck you, forced you? Of course, but never controlled your mind.”She slowly nodded, as I watched emotions play across her face.“Open my trousers and take me in your hands.” I commanded.She hesitantly complied.“Feel the size of it, the girth, the length.”She ran her hands over my shaft,.