I pull her closer and she returns to blowing my cock like a pornstar. Headbobbing and moaning. My hand wanders around her tits and barely reach her bu...hy pussy. I slide a fingers right at her clit hood and further down ad I feel how wet she is. She moans…….. Ok, I am doing the right thing. I continue to do this, bringing her cunt juices from her labia to her clit and teasing her. She moans more and more. The more she moans the deeper and harder she sucks. I guide her head down with my other. I stepped off the train, turned for the exit and unraveled the piece of paper. It read ‘follow me you sexy bitch’. I looked up as she walked off down the platform and without thinking, walked after her. I followed after her as she left the station and turned towards Russell Square. The weather was still sunny and setting the evening alight with its summer jacket and warming rays. She reached the corner of the square and turned to see me approaching. She smiled the sexiest smile and gave me a. " Your drunk? Again?" she asked. Josh just nodded. She rolled her eyes. "Get upstairs before mom catches you. she told him. Josh stumbled up the stairs, which, of course, woke up his mom, Ronnie. Ronnie opened the door, wearing only a see-through nightgown. "Are you drunk again, Josh?" she asked."Yeah." he replied."Honey...you can't keep doing this. Go to bed, and we'll talk about it in the morning." she told him. She turned around, and Josh looked at her ass. He smiled, and stumbled into his. It was not for lack of grief, but simply because there was so much to grieve for, that I didn’t know where to start. Instead, I focused on the positives; I was High Guard of Iona now. My deserved birthright had finally come to pass, and all it had cost me, was everything. My god was dead, my mother was dead, and the world was on fire. I smiled bitterly to myself. Mistress would think this was hilarious..