Made all the better for know he stands there with his dripping cock eager to please me and yet I don't allow it. They open lazily again instantly conn...cting with his hot gaze.'On your knees, baby,' my voice is low, but the meaning clear.I watch as he pushes his trousers down and off... smiling as I note he's Commando.My dirty lover, talk about ready and willing! He sinks to his knees as I slip my hand from my panties, fingers coated I crook a finger beckoning him closer. He crawls, oh god, he. " She shook her head and when she turned to me something had changed."That means the rest is true too, doesn't it?" She didn't wait for a reply. "All of it; the FBI, the murders, everything. Jimmy, it scares me to have you involved with these things."Mom never calls me Jimmy. "I know, Mom. It scares me, too. But..."She cut me off, "I know. You have to do it. I don't like it, but I know you have to do it. I didn't sleep a lot after we got back from your little island. I spent more time talking. ..”A couple seconds passed and I was about to yell again when I heard her say “Oh honey I think they are all in the wash. They're almost done but you better get over here before your breakfast gets cold,” she said finally. I searched the room for a towel but found none. “You do have underwear right?” I heard her yell across the hall again. “Yeah,” I replied. I was glad my morning woody was gone because the thought of going to the kitchen with only my tighty whiteys was quite frightening.I tried. ” I look to where the burly man points and see a young man working on someone else. I nod again, and sit down. I pick up one of the many tattoo books, flicking through it. I’m not even looking at the work, but want something to distract myself with. Another twenty minutes pass before I hear my name. “Um, Missy?” I look up, and see the tallest man I have ever seen in my life, tower over me. He probably isn’t as tall as I think, I’m just scared. But, boy is he gorgeous. He has the darkest skin.