They had so much love in common, so much to share, after all. They were all truly home together now.Meanwhile, Debbie came very messily on her son’s...cock, unable to fight back the delights of having her own flesh and blood take her. The double taboos of adultery and incest were every bit as sweet as the juxtaposition of her lesbian affair with and submission to Jane, intensified by the prospect of being seeded by her son. In fact, Matt Kendall was no longer able to resist the urge to spill his. “We’ve talked about this. Talk to me, baby. Tell me.”“I wasn’t just wet when I woke up this morning. I felt needy. In fact, I’m still wet and needy.”“Then I suggest you go and take care of that need. Right now. And I want to watch.”“What? No! I’ll just wait until you get home tomorrow night. Besides, don’t you have a meeting to get to?““Absolutely not,” he said, transforming from loving husband to demanding Dom with just those two words. “You will do it now. You will go to the bedroom, get. "Uh, uh, not so fast". "Oh what now? Look Mark I want you, I want that cock!" A little shy girl looks spreads over her face and she pouts. "Don’t you want my little ole ginger pussy?" I had heard a whisper that Layla would never perform fellatio. Any of her chosen partners would be given carte-blanche but for two things; fellatio and anal sex of any kind. "Then Nichole hasn’t told you that I only perform to order if everything is right." I move as to zip up again. She looks at me quizzically. When she had gone through Ferris things, she found a diary containing a list of people, whom he sold the crystals too. It explained their twice-yearly trips to Dinas. She even knew the weights he sold and the prices.They were due to come again in a few weeks. This time she would be just a bit early and without Ferris. She had also found out when she read his diary, that the money he got for the sales was spent on gambling and his whores, which is why she had never seen any of it. It also.