John pulled out the driveway and started his drive home. What the fuck just happened he wondered. Tori's mom just invited me to fuck her with no strin...s attached. I wish she had done that a month ago as I might have jumped at the offer. She is hot as hell but not now, no chance.John's thoughts raced. Jen's a good mother and would kill for Tori, but all too often she puts her priorities ahead of others including Tori. Selfish is the word and if I slept with Jen Tori would be crushed. It can't. He entwines his fingers into her hair; pulling and pushing her head closer to him, her saliva dripping from her mouth. He can feel the back of her throat with every small gag.Her hand moves to his testicles; she strokes them round and round, stimulating him. He can already feel the cum flowing inside him, preparing to erupt.She seems to be taking his penis deeper in her mouth with every thrust. She feels him pulling her hair to the point of pain, and she enjoys it. She loves knowing that she is. I pull at your shirt. Tug at the fabric like an animal, or a woman possessed. You consent and lift it over your head, along with the wifebeater you wore beneath it. I keep my lips away for a moment, licking them as I gaze at the merchandise I have paid for emotionally a hundred times over. I have missed you. Please, please just give it to me. Take me like you know I like it. Our eyes are locked together in the most intimate of connections, and you nod silently, lift me up like a baby, or bride.. He seemed totally absorbed with his thoughts. "She must be very special indeed, this 'Alexandra'." Alexa - just Alexa ... and, yes, this one is VERY special to me but I'm damned if I know WHY!" He forced himself to take another sip of the dreadful 'coffee'."After Lyssa was put down, I thought you would never take a personal slave again - you hid it well from everyone else, Steve, but I knew you were devastated when she slipped into the coma. Look, are you really sure this is a good.