Much would happen before then.And while I'm catching up on things, I did hear one last bit of news from Mr. X. After years of no contact from Her, out...of the blue he'd heard from the woman who'd once stolen his heart - or at least his ability to trust in his own feelings of what's right. Seems now she not only missed his friendship, but was admitting after too many years of outright denial that her connection to him was special above anything else. He said that she sounded very sincere about it. Mum was laving his cock with her tongue, pulling his thick foreskin back licking under it then sucking the tip. I headed back to bed to jerk off, followed by sadness and eventually sleep.Weeks later I came out because Mum sounded like she was in pain. I passed Mum's bedroom door that was ajar. She was face down and bum up with James behind her, his hand pushing down her back and his other hand feeding his erect cock into her anus. She was crying "Please stop, it hurts." She was told to "Shut. She'll know, she has seen me today."It wasn't eight o'clock yet when he walked into the crowded bar. There were a lot of tourists — some business types too. And around them were a few women whose profession he knew by their uniform — or the lack of it. Olga wasn't there yet. He wondered if she'd be in work mode.Back at the hotel he had told Manda what was going on. She had listened and been quiet for a while. Then she told him she understood. She took him in her arms, pulling him against the. You can do exactly what I tell you to or you can refuse to obey me and I'll still get what I want." He pulled me to my feet and stared into my eyes. "Are you going to do what daddy says?" His voice was slurred but his grip on me never loosened. "I'll do as you ask. Just don't hurt me, daddy!" He placed my hands on his belt buckle and instructed me. "Unlatch daddy's belt. Pull it through the loops and fold it once, then place it on the floor beside you." I did as he asked. The scent of his.