As her pain relieved, my soft and sensual touches started making both of us very errotic. Touching my mom's bare back and side glimpse of her huge bre...sts was a treat to watch. I was able to clearly see her butt cheek through her silk pajama. She often laid with her arms above her head giving me a good view of her underarms. One day, she fell asleep while I was giving her a back rub. While she was asleep, I noticed that for the first time in the last few days, she was able to first turn on her. ”“By heck you been away a bloody while,” he said, “Thee casn’t have slaves in England any more.”“You what?” I demanded.“Nay,” He said, “They banned slave’ry back in thirty three and anyroad nobs got fed up wi novelty an let most of ‘em go free.”“Bloody heck,” I said, “Where the bloody hell do I find a nice plump virgin for tonight?”“Tonight, Thee’ll be bloody lucky to find one in Salford at all, thee’ll have to marry a nob lad!” he laughed.I had a think. Go without, risk whore house or marry a. ”“You would stop?”“If she and I were exclusive, yeah, she has total control of that. But we probably won’t be exclusive until I come back from Sweden. Once that happens, then yeah, no sex with anyone else ever again.”Stephanie looked daggers at me. I’d have to have a talk with her, but I couldn’t say anything now. I didn’t want her accelerating her timeline because of what I just said.A few more of our cousins came into the basement, so there wasn’t any way to continue the conversation.When the. The taste reverberated through me and send a little heat rush through my bloodstream. It tasted soo damn good, along with David's cum. Both sweet and salty, tastes that complement each other very nicely on my palate. I ate my spag bol and the tang of the meat sauce and pasta reminded me of other meat I'd been tasting. Bloody hell would you stop it, I scolded myself. You're an oversexed teenager. Better than being undersexed, I replied. I can think whatever the hell I want. Leave me alone..