"Dinner will be served shortly, Prince." The servant bowed and left, having delivered his message.Pericles barely acknowledged the man. He was dreadin... dinner. He'd been dreading it ever since breakfast and the lightening bolt of knowledge that gave him the riddle's answer with shocking clarity.I sought a husband, in which labour I found that kindness in a father:Hesperides' eyes rarely left her Father. When she entered the room, she greeted him lovingly. Very lovingly. Too lovingly.The first. "What am I to do with you? You only goofed once, but you did it in spades."Then Rachel made a reply that stunned me."I'm sorry, sir," she said. Then she paused and added, "You can spank me if you like."Now the formality of Rachel's first sentence threw me. We had always been on Christian name terms, and she had never called me "sir" before. As for her proposition, well wow! Where did it come from? As you can imagine, it caused my mouth to go dry, my face to flush, and my heart to pound fiercely. The syndicate had neither forgotten nor forgiven his apostasy. He had become a man marked for death. Meanwhile the FBI had a special agent tracking his activities for two years. The agent, Martin Miller, had come to see himself as something akin to Victor Hugo’s Javert to Shawn’s Jean Valjean. For Miller Shawn’s past as syndicate hireling had distinguished him for special, even obsessive, consideration. Worse, the region of Africa about to receive Shawn had been a focal point for the worst. She began to shake her body vigorously and moaned “umm ummm aaah.”Her white cum started oozing to my mouth and I tasted and drank it. She closed her eyes and began biting her sweet lips and enjoyed the pleasure of her pussy being licked like a dog by her own son. By that time my cock had become hard. She took my cock in her pussy and I began to slowly fuck her. Her pussy was so tight and I could not tolerate and cummed in her. She took my cock in her mouth and began to suck like a lollypop and.