”Jerome started to squirm at this. “Dave, I dunno… sounds like this is gettin’ too dangerous for me. Maybe I should bow out…”“I unders...and, but I need your help. Look.”Jerome leaned over to see what Dave was showing him on his phone. It was a picture of a little girl, maybe seven years old.“Cutie. Who is she?” Jerome asked.“Her name is Tammy. Her mom and brother were killed last night in a house explosion. She has no family left. We have reason to believe the Illuminati may be. “This is my strap-on. After your caning, I am going to fuck you with this. Have you seen one before?”“No," I replied honestly. "I have seen pictures of them, but never for real.”“Tonight, you will not only see one, but you will also feel and probably taste one. This strap-on is also inside me at this point so when I fuck you, I will be feeling it myself. Unlike other penises, you may know this does not go soft and can keep going all night.”“Sounds interesting,” I replied honestly. I did not. I heard my passion call out and felt his strong thrust and then his ridged body. He came in me, darling. He filled my hot pussy with his seed…”I paused and could hear and feel him licking and slurping the remains of my activities.“Did I do as you requested, dear? Was I a good girl?” I felt a quiver in my legs. “Oh!” and I knew what was going to happen. My body shook and quivered as I climaxed. Liam loved it.When my waves of passion subsided, I reached down and pulled Liam up to me. “Hold me,” I. At first they tried to be discreet and keep their affair away from the girls but that had been difficult and, in the end, they started meeting at the pub.Then two things happened. The first was that Isobel found her and Alan in bed one day. Isobel was devastated. She accused her mother of being a slut and betraying her father who, she was convinced, would return at any time. Isobel didn't speak to her mother for several weeks. In the end, however, she accepted the situation for reasons that.