What was I doing? I closed my eyes and just let myself enjoy the erotic sensations of his talented mouth. Just when I thought I wouldn’t be able to ...tand like that any longer, he released my wrists and scooped me up in his powerful arms. ‘Let’s take this into the bedroom, Mrs. Alcott,’ he smiled as he carried me up the stairs. My feet were d****d over one arm while his other arm encircled my shoulders. My cheek rested against his well-built chest and I couldn’t resist flicking my tongue against. He moved both hands onto my hips hooking his fingers into the top of the shorts pulled them down I felt them slide down my legs to the floor, again his finger entered my puusy working in and out my clit became swollen and I was holding my breath in a dream like state as I did when masturbating. It was turning me on in a way which was alien to me, but could feel him pressing against me then he grabbed my hand and pulled it towards his groin his cock already out he put my hand on it. never before. For the first time, I saw her bare titties, their nipples beckoning to me. I moved higher between her thighs, leaning forward to press the tip of my cock against her bare stomach. My mother stated stroking my cock even harder and faster as I continued to play with her nipples but my cock didn’t get any harder that night. The only other thing that changed that night was that she didn’t stop me before my fingers reached her pussy lips. Instead, she covered my hand with her and taught me how to. I cut a big silhouette. It used to be with my nipple rings showing through a thin shirt and punk fashions. More recently, it was power suits and posture. Either way, no one misses my presence. What makes me a better deterrent is that, when push comes to shove, I can get down and dirty. Sean does the same thing in his large sphere of influence, but he lacks my pass to the women's room. Gerald has a Sean-ism on his wall. We protect those who serve.My services as guard dog were quickly necessary..