. your hand supporting my head." That's impossible," Izzy announced from my other side. She was now sitting up. "You would have been too young Charlie...... no one remembers anything before their second birthday," she lectured confidently, obviously repeating something she'd read somewhere."I do though," I answered and I did. My hand was slowly cupping and fondling my mother's breasts as I spoke. Mom groaned softly. She made no attempt to stop my urgent caresses."How long did you breastfeed. She went into her basement and drew her sword, deciding that weaponspractice would help just now. She also decided to purchase a kicking bagor BOB in order to strengthen her strikes and kicks. She spent two hourspracticing various techniques, both one and two handed. She didn't knowif any of Loki's servants were accomplished in weapons, or if they justemployed magic. But she had to be ready for either. And if they usedweapons, she didn't know which ones they would use. Her ancestors. She parted her lips and they pulled on the petal together. Gina could hardly believe how filled up she was. She hadn't felt this way since she was a little girl. The feeling of Tony on top of her, clasping her shoulders with strong arms, driving his monster inconceivably deep within her cunt was indescribable. The room was filled with the smells of sex and roses.The pair went on forever it seemed to Gina. Tony seemed to be able to will himself not to come until she had been satisfied, which was. I just need more friction. Im moaning, if not for this gag I would be begging, but I have no control. Rather than fight it I relish each flick of his thumb, and swipe of his tongue. Before I reach the point of no return my tormentor stops and again I am left wanting, whimpering. Are you going to be a good little slut? His voice is deep, but it isnt one I recognize. In an odd way it is music to my ears, yet it isnt the sound of his voice that brings me hope, but the chance to feel his hard cock.