His half son Rigal I wasn't as worried about, though now that I thought about it he was half demon.It was another hour as I was suffering through a he...l of a lot of pain fighting to stay conscious. I was at ninety nine percent now, though that was nothing if I reached hard. I could easily rip my magic again if I didn't completely heal the tear. The pain was far beyond anything I had felt before. Even the severe beating that Merlin and I had administered to each other wasn't this bad and THAT. How in the world did I get to this point, I have never touched another man like this, much less sucked a man-which is what I presume he wants and expects. In no uncertain demeanor he just says" Like the taste of my wife? Well then taste me too. Why I felt compelled to reach out and touch instead of getting up from the chair I do not know, but I did just reach out and take ahold of his cock, wow, soft/hard/smooth/hot/and rigid, very rigid for a man I took to me my age(over 65), but here I am,. She made me feel like a little boy again and every thing she did was solely toward my benefit and making me feel good. She told me that from her perspective, the best servant to a father is a daughter and the best servant to a son is his mother and she was grateful that she had the privilege of having been both.While I tried to impregnate all my women, I knew mother was entering the second half of her menstrual cycle when we were married and wouldn't be fertile for nearly another month. That. It had answered the long-held question of could Ian stand to watch his wife the lovely May, ravaged, the answer was not only could he but he was enjoying her every moan, or tiny whimper as like in parliament ‘the terrible black rod entered the chamber.’ The camera missed nothing, her face a picture of mixed messages, lust, excitement, pain, it was all in there, her eyes fell on Ian, and the probing lens, and she smiled, it was short-lived as just then unknowingly lenny began his first retreat..