”“By writing a rude but amusing couplet?” I snorted in anger.“And because of a schoolboy prank I am to be prevented from leaving for Château ...lanchard and marrying Mimi Renoir.”I shook my head violently. “Damn it, Boris, I will not do it.”It was his turn to show anger.“Firstly, Elijah, you are still a member of the Relocation Bureau. You may eventually retire from the army, but you will remain a member of the Box Office until I say so. Secondly, you are not the one to box Byron but the. " I realized that we were in the very bed that my mother and father had shared; so I understood why. We kissed another long wet kiss. Mother looked at me with tears in her eyes and said, "I love you so much, darling Colin, and tomorrow, in our new home, I will show you just how much." Before I could respond, she turned over. I cuddled her and gently massaged her full breasts as I drifted off into a deep contented sleep. Morning came to me gently with a kiss, first on one closed eye then the. That day somewhat dragged and Richard excused himself shortly after dinner that evening to retire, on the pretence of a novel he wished to finish. ‘Good night son.’ His father wished ‘Sleep well.’ Richard noticed a smirk on his father face. ‘Good night father.’ Richard replied ‘I’m sure I shall.’ Richard lay waiting in anticipation. Half an hour or so had passed, an extremely long half an hour at that. His cock was hard, painfully erect. He had been in a semi-aroused state for much of the day.. She was proud that before it was over Lindsay was begging, "Fuck me harder." I wasn't shocked, but I was surprised that an ass virgin reacted that way. It usually took several times before they could feel anything more than pain. Then again, Lindsay could be a pain slut.The circus folded it's tent about 4AM. The two of them left, probably so that Lindsay could say goodnight and get her sore ass home. I didn't ask about her kids or her husband, because she wasn't my problem. She was definitely.