He slid a pillow under my butt which gave him more access to my pussy and butt hole. I let my knees fall open and let out a long slow sigh. I was wait...ng for his tongue to dip down and start at my puckered butt hole then lick all the way up to my vagina and finishing on my clit. My hips involuntarily started pushing up and moving in a counter clockwise motion. My son looked up at me and our eyes locked on one another. I felt a rush of love for him pour through me as I smiled and groaned out a. Lady Melkham looked thinner than ever, and ill, and seemed often to shed tears. She had been born in Germany, and the constant threat of war with the Kaiser’s army could not be helping. The problem, however, was greater than that. According to Connie Reeves the couple had been trying for years to produce a son and heir, without success. Emily suspected that His Lordship blamed Lady Marina, and that this was the reason for his often foul moods and her sadness. She had also heard gossip of him. When he did not answer, she walked back towards him, her heels a little wobbly on the carpet, and tried again. “Brian, laundry?”“Yes, yes, of course” she heard him call back, and she reversed course, going into his bedroom to collect any remaining items, and checking the bathroom for used washrags and towels. Satisfied she had everything, she returned to the small anteroom that had his laundry, the click of her heels loud on the tile, and quickly got things sorted the first load (darker. They would be returning sometime in the early afternoon. He arrived at the church right before 9:30 a.m. Sunday Church School would begin in about 15-minutes. There were two older men already there – b*o. Smith and b*o. Jackson – both members of the governing committee.“Good morning, gentlemen! How are y’all doing today,” inquired the smiling minister.“Real good, pastor,” replied b*o. Smith.“Doin’ fine, Rev. Mack,” added b*o. Jackson.“That’s good to hear!”“Where’s the family,” b*o. Smith.