Finally Gerald lifted his head from between his mother's thighs, wiping her juices from his face with his hand."Oh, Gerry sweetheart, don't stop," Mad...line moaned. "Please, I need just a little more."Gerald was already sitting up on his folded legs, holding his rigid cock in his fist. "How about we do something else for a while, okay Mom?" he said.Madeline lifted her head up from her pillow, looking down at her son's cock. "Are you going to fuck me now, Gerald? Are you going to put your cock. Not to mention I’ve done everything you asked of me. I haven’t done anything wrong except maybe fall in love with your suspicious, ill-natured, up tight ass,” he snarled.He probably should have gotten up and stormed out in righteous indignation, but when he saw her lip quiver as if she were about to cry, he reached over and took her hand.“I’m sorry Rachael,” he said, his voice softer, “but part of my job was to watch out for you and keep you safe because kidnapping is a cottage industry in some. .. never joining in the general good humor that circulated at the table. There were no other guests at dinner, something that Sylvie told her was rather unusual, so Arlene had ample time to get to know the two brothers as well as Tim himself. Ron seemed a serious sort, and Arlene could see that he was the perfect person to mount his older brother's campaign for him to reach the Senate. His words were brisk and clipped as he summarized for the table what goals had been accomplished during the. He looked at her, amazed that he had made it work. This was everything he had hoped for, she was his to do his bidding for as long as the ceremonial candles remained alight. She was the very vision of lustful beauty, her long legs, oval face with piercing burning eyes. Full mouth, firm breasts, dark flowing hair in contrast to her hair-free pussy.Most young summoners started off with easier basic demons to conjure, but he was determined to start with the lesser demons, not as dreadful as the.