She started to trace her fingernail down from my chin, chest, stomach, inner thigh, balls and finally rested on the plug still lodged in my ass. She g...ve the plug a slight twist and it felt simply incredible. She knew exactly which buttons to push. I felt her press her body against mine and start to grind her naked body against mine. She pushed her tits into my face and they felt so smooth. They even felt bigger than normal, probably due to literally FEELING every piece of them as she d**g her. I knew, I ran a desk and I was SUPPOSED to know. The scientists who developed it knew ... and ... evidently ... Wendy and the kids knew ... and they WEREN'T supposed to ... know ... ya know?"What other wild and wooly things has Dal done to our boat?" I asked. I didn't shout ... but I wanted to. Here we were in Sweden ... a country that used to RULE Finland; a country we shared a border with; a country 90% of Suomi speakers also spoke their language. Oh God. Spies and agents behind every tree. We exchanged emails and then I invited him over to my house. He arrived on time and I led him in to the living room. I sat next to him on the couch,my hand resting on his hairy thigh.I was stroking his thigh and could not help but notice the bulge in his shorts.I let my finger tips trace the outline of his penis and Mike moaned. I leaned over to him and gave him a kiss.He responded by thrusting his tongue in my mouth and I greedily sucked on it.By now my fingers were wrapped around his penis. ”“Milady...”“No, ‘slut’.”“Slut, then. The juice I can do. The other...”“I know, doesn’t stop me wishing though.”“Your son is quite handsome ... slut.”“Yes he is, and I am as sure as sunrise he’s only going to get better with age.”May left on her errand, and Gloria sighed, thinking of what she hadn’t told her son.Of the whirlwind visit of several people from Mistress Maxwell of House Tolliver. The measurements, the photos ... so many photos, the video footage.Gloria knew her son had unresolved.