What was once described as a once-in-a-lifetime event had become just another routine hazard of urban life. Dagenham's flood defences weren't as resil...ent or as elevated as those in Docklands, Westminster or the City. It didn't take much rainfall to sink the borough beneath half a metre or so of water. On one memorable occasion it was almost waist-height, which made it impossible for either Molly or Mark to get to work. Fortunately, as it was similarly bad for everyone else in East London, it. I want to be close to you again, mom."Mom lifted her head up, and gazing into my eyes, brought her lips up to mine. They were still wet, and they tasted so sweet against my own. Gently our mouths opened so our tongues could taste each other. Her mouth felt so warm, so tender, so vulnerable. As we kissed, mom brushed her hand against my crotch."I'm just so tense, Paul", mom said as she pulled her head back."Why don't I give you a nice massage. I know it would make you feel better." Well,. It took my breath away. Oh my god it felt so good. He paused again. "You OK?" "Please fuck me Charles, fuck me gently!"Charles began sliding in and out of me, very, very gently, very rhythmically. Always bringing his cock just to the point where he felt like he was going to slip out, but never slipping out. We rocked together. My head spun, my ass was full and I was loving it. Charles was moaning, rocking slowly, hands stroking my back, my sides, my ass. His balls gently slapping me. Sweating.. " I spoke with my "you better be obedient" voice. She nodded submissively. That was reason enough to continue moving her moving her head around to random positions until she could learn to be more passive. Jenny was a fast learner and soon her head was limp in my hands as I gently massaged her neck and shoulders.Some of the shorter hairs on the back of her neck had slid away from their bondage. They didn't get far."These *naughty* hairs keep trying to get away!" I teased, pushing them back up.