And what’s more, my dear, polyamorous, bisexual, dominant son, you’re in love with him, too. Anyone who has such a deep love for my son is family ...o me, no ifs, ands, or buts about it.“On a different note, how do you guys feel about a hot brown for brunch? It’s later than you think and I have some leftover turkey and bacon to use, plus plenty of the Mornay sauce that needs to be used up. I have some coffee, of course, and I think that it would go pretty well together,” Mom asked us both.“Yes,. Then we washed each other. And Carrie told us breakfast had arrived. I looked a little confused, and Carla told me she ordered it last night. We dressed and ate breakfast. I took Carrie back to their house. Quickly she changed clothes and I dropped her off at school. Carla had sent me texts asking for me to do some things. I headed back to Carla’s base of work. I had learned over the past two days, Carla’s sexiness and body had allowed her to build a specific clientele. Men who mainly wanted to. She tightened her inner muscles and risked losing her balance to reach between her legs and rub her clitoris. Their climaxes were simultaneous and given an added piquancy by the necessity of controlling their noises. He had the presence of mind to reach round and hold her steady whilst the residual tremors of her orgasm ebbed away and his cock slid wetly out of her. His supporting hand gave her the chance to reach into her handbag and extract a tissue to put in place between her legs to catch. His pale eyes seemed to bore into everyone in the room, making each of the men a little nervous. Without greeting, he said, “You think that I’m doing something immoral and disgusting.”More than one man answered, “You bet your ass. Oh, wait. I forgot, your ass is full of cock.”Ed allowed the anger in the room to grow, waiting until it was ready to spill over into violence. Emitting a low growl, Shadow’s ears slowly flattened as it bared its teeth. Once he judged the mood in the room to be at the.