“I suspect Lauralla is being very careful in choosing who will share Grigo’s bed.”“Yes, as well as ensuring that their bloodlines do not inter...ix,” Cass added.“No wonder Lauralla doesn’t believe the Empire and Emirate could amalgamate,” I said thoughtfully.“Yes, it’s an entire system based upon nepotism and bloodlines. Anyone not ‘family’ is an outsider and a second-class citizen to another faction,” Herrick explained.“Yet they respect the Emir?”“Only if he’s strong and ruthless, as well as. The mirror's reflection showed me staring at the outline of my erection in the candy-striped, pastel pink, micro-fiber fabric. I startled when I heard a knock on the door.It was a very tight fit, but my stewardess squeezed in so that we were face to face; her penetrating green eyes only inches from mine and her breasts brushing against my chest. She had a small bag with her from which she pulled a thick, six-inch long dildo attached to a leather harness. She grinned wickedly as she pushed. "Harry rubbed his cock between her ass cheeks. "It's exciting... stimulating... to rub against your young hot buttocks... may I rub a bit more, darling?" Yes, sir." She knew that she had to let him enjoy her body. Only then he would help her husband to get the good job. She also wanted to take the opportunity to enjoy herself. She liked Harry's body... she liked his big cock... she liked sexual stimulation.Harry was slowly thrusting his cock between her ass cheeks. The cock slid low and lower. .. I just... Damn!”Her thighs squeezed around my head. My hand kneaded her rump as my finger probed into her convulsing bowels. I loved her. I thrust my tongue into her snatch. I felt her pussy's contractions, the force of her passion.“Sean, I need you!” she moaned. “I need my boy back in me! I need my son back in me! Oh, wow, yes!”I rose, grinning. Her pussy juices dripped off my face. Cream fell down my cheeks. I gave my mother such pleasure. I loved that, my dick throbbing. The pleasure.