I really like you but I have work to do and I get back to writing a filthy story. After a while I notice that out drinks are empty and I offer to buy ...ou a drink. I have a hot chocolate this time. “Mmm that looks nice, I shouldn’t have asked for coffee I’ll be up all night.” You say. Have a bit of my cream or a marshmallow if you like.” I say. “Thanks I’d love a bit of your cream.” Normally I’d try and flirt with you but I really want to get this done, I’m always full of ideas and I rarely have. "Team, uhm, this is Lindsey. She is from my world. But I have no idea of how she got here," began Dusty.Even though he had been trying to walk, she was still clutching him close, afraid to let him go even for a second.It had made it difficult to head their direction, and while Dusty was embarrassed at the display by her actions, he could see the four women starting to now slowly simmer from her display."Dusty was theirs, who was this and what is she doing? And why was he letting her do it?". “Yes, it will put an end to Mother’s constant complaints,” I declared, “But no more lovers, you must make do with my efforts until you produce a male heir.”She had no time to reply.Mother had arrived, I had my breeches down. The girl had her dress up and her parts still lewdly displayed. “Geoffrey, what is the meaning if this!” she demanded.“I am breeding an heir as instructed,” I replied, “This is, ah, what was your name again?” I asked.“Its Camelia is it not?” Mother surmised, “James. I let you adjust the speed – I let you fuck my throat as you want to – I try to open it to accommodate your wonderful cock – you soon cum deep in my throat – letting me keep every last drop for myself!!! Warm salty jizz running down the back of my throat – your cock relaxing, throbbing in my mouth. Mmmmmm – I let you relax in there as I slowly begin to massage it again. I feel the blood begin to flow again – it slowly hardens again for me – soon ready for other openings!You sit up and push me.