Mum was just thirty-three, he'd put his seed in her belly when she was sixteen, and I was the result of it. In spite of my father, I'd grown into a bi... lad, bigger than him and one Monday afternoon when I came back from work, he was just about to eat what mum had cooked for me."You're too fucking late," he laughed drunkenly. "You can do without."I just looked at him with the total disgust, he'd never held a job for more than a week before being sacked for lateness, non-attendance or shoddy. It doesn’t take much for her to come this way. And most of the times, she has had a thick stream of her pussy cum dripping down her other leg. It is so sweet and musky, that even she enjoys tasting it off my lips and cock. Anyway, last night we went to this Italian restaurant that that serves everything family style. The place is full of pictures and cottage type nick knacks. They have a giant fake g**** vine coming from the ceiling and d****s over every ones table. Each table is. She was grateful when he finally moved aside and grateful that he was still touching her.“I’m sorry,” Eric said. “I sort of lost control there.”“I’m glad you lost control there.” It was perverse, to say nothing of hypocritical, to so enjoy having him in her power when she so resisted being in his power. So, she contained contradictions. What else was new? She loved him, and she feared him. Was what she feared most about him was his love for her? Or was it her love for him?“Life would be so. I motioned to some of the staff, two women, and told Jenna to strip. All she bothered to put on was shorts and a pullover top, no underwear. She was naked in front of the team and staff almost before what she had agreed to was able to fully sink in. I caught the team looking our way, smiles on their faces. They had personal experience with how quickly I could get someone comfortable about nudity and sexual playing. I smiled back at them and winked. I ran the mantra through my head several.