In my jewelrybox was the tag my Momma had made for me a century ago. She'd beenconcerned because I had yet to have any children of my own.My oldest, D...vlin was one of the Demonian Instructors at the IridaniMilitary Academy. I remembered Momma's hopes as she waited impatientlyfor his birth. Darvon, his father had been Killed in a hunting accidentjust before our Wedding."That's alright Lovey Kitten," she had said to me. "At least his Wifewill be able to become Queen if you have no daughters. And. But no matter how appallingly she was treated Fatima had to suck it up. She knew, as did the rest of the firm, that little Ms Melons was ‘special’ in the eyes of the boss. Raising any sort of complaint about her behaviour, however diabolical, could lead only to trouble for the complainant.The case of Rodney Smallcox was still fresh in the collective memory. It had occurred shortly after the staff appraisals.Rodney Smallcox was a quiet and diligent young man, rather timid, who occupied a desk. Slowly he began to side his cock back and forth as Beth sucked and licked at the rigid cock. Each time he fed more and more of his cock into her mouth, all the while Beth licked and sucked furiously.Feeling his cum starting to boil in his balls, Mike pulled out and moved back down Beth's body. Still straddling Beth, he bent over and pulled at her nipples, sending little shivers of delight through her. He worked his tongue over her breasts and into the valley between them, making her soft skin. "I hope you don't mind, but I’m going to run upstairs and change out of these tight jeans. Casey, why don't you show him the den, put on some CD’s and get comfy."Casey escorted Mike into the den, switched on the CD player, and then said, “Excuse me a minute Mike, while I go and get three beers from the fridge.” She walked off toward the kitchen. To his surprise Tracey came back into the room wearing a Lavender colored, silky lounging outfit slit clear to here hip. “I hope you don’t mind, what I.