I just wanted to make sure YOU were okay."She grinned, and said "I'm feeling just fine, thank you very much! But if you've got any suggestions, I'd be...happy to hear them..." Just take it slow. Don't hurt yourself. Move yourself around a little bit, so your wetness gets spread around; it'll make it easier for you. Other than that, there isn't much I can say."She nodded her understanding, and shared a kiss with me before raising herself up again, this time far enough that I could get my hands. .."perhaps we can make other arrangements for payment,I'll bet you have other things that are a little tight." I looked up smiling and said I might be interested in that. He slowly dropped his hand down to my bottom and squeezed my cheek, chuckling when he found no panties to block his way. I moaned and I could feel my pussy getting wet. His other hand came up and slipped into the top of my nighty lifting my breastout and squeezing it, rolling the nipple. He had very large rough hands that felt. There are some scenes of violence and non consensual sex. If you don’t like this type of erotica please don’t read it. If you do like it, read on. Please enjoy and give feedback, as I am still writing later Chapters and as always I like to incorporate some of your suggestions for what will happen to the characters in to the story. * John came around as he felt the kick in his stomach, the pain radiating out from his bruised gut. Throwing up he lay on his side as hands grabbed at his arms. "Go on," I prompted as Margaret moved closer to listen."Well mummy, they'd recognise our genetic profile because we are virtually the same, and even if we pretended that it had come from a test tube they would still recognise it, especially aunty Jacky. She's got a mind like a razor. She'd notice the statistical similarities." Agreed," I nodded.I knew only too well how intuitive and penetrating Jacky could be."So why don't we alter enough of the genetic profile to try and disguise the sperm,.