‘Oh my, where did he learn to do this?’I caressed his head gently as he worked his raspy, fat, young pink tongue in concert with his nibbling lips... My taste and smell and flaps of female flesh were a feast for my son. He was a teenage motherfucker — and he was mine.He stood and took half-a-pace forward, touching my labia with his hard rampant long cock. I urged him to put it in me, using language that I’d reserved for my fantasies. "Fuck me,” I demanded. "Screw me. I want you to make me cum. Good night."Robert waved her off. "Yeah, pleasure meeting you too, Cupcake." When did you two have a conversation? When did she get behind us."Robert grit his teeth. "Freaking ninja snuck behind me somehow andthreatened that they were going to monitor everything now. Somethingcalled a Hush Corps. Whispered the entire thing until the end there."Cory chuckled. "What? Did the flash of light make her deaf? Justtemporarily blinded me. Maybe ninjas are wired backwards."Eli watched in fascination as. She held the bloomers, so hewas able to get his feet into them. Then she made him stretch out hisarms until he could grip them and pull them up. He got clumsily tohis feet and pulled them the rest of the way. They reached to justbelow the corset."Walk around the room," Ellen urged him."Don't forget how you're supposed to move," Alfred reminded.Jerry did what they wanted, but it wasn't easy. At least the room wassmall. Then they had him sit on the white chair, so each of themcould each put. It was hard to believe that it was a moonless night. It was a bit chilly so I got moving. I walked to my ground set and laid everything out. I started a little fire in the oil can then threw in a little damp punk wood to bank it a bit. I slung the blanket around me and turned off the night sight to save the battery. I had a spare on me but didn't want to make any metal-on-metal noises. I slung one corner of the blanket over my rifle to keep any dew from forming on it I carefully checked my left.