“Yes, I am. I’m here for your fulfillment, Mom.”She smiles as she quickly finishes drying off and then squats down in front of me. “Well then,...let me give you a little preview.” She takes my cockhead into her mouth and swirls her tongue around the tip. Then she removes it and says, “Mmmmmmm, you taste good!” Then she rises up with my cock still held in her hand and leads me over to her bed. “Climb up here,” she commands.We cuddle and caress each other for a few minutes before she takes my head. Your wife is out of town, your daughter is being a royal bitch and she left you with the baby crying. This week home was supposed to be your time to unwind and just have to yourself, and it's falling to shit so quickly.The baby's crying drowns into the background as you just think to yourself.. Just.. a few hours is all you want, at least. You had plans to watch the game, order terrible food that the wife would never let you eat.. maybe even play some god-damn video games for the first time. I couldn’t allow it, even if I had to bother you, I’m sorry.” “That’s very considerate of you, choosing what appeared to be the lesser of two evils. Go on, what’s the problem?” “Refurnishing and setting that room would be a big expense for you. I do not think it is right to do it for me, for just the few days, or even the few weeks I will stay here. I think I could cope doing everything from my bedroom, to avoid an effort that would be in the long time, wasted.” Serena smiled. “I think that. What a pity that was all about to end. Still, he was not a poor man andhad his other job as Princess Diana's business manager to fall back onso he would be OK. Seeing him I couldn't help think back on the partyeighteen months ago where I'd met the princess. She and John Martin haddiscreetly slipped away to spend the night together in her suite at thehotel. He and his wife might have an understanding about such mattersbut it was something we could have used against him during the election.Only.