Tom had no idea where this was heading, they were both brought back to their senses when the phone rung, Louise answered it, “Hello, yes uncle John ...K I’ll tell him” hanging up and turning to Tom she told him “MOM is staying at her sisters tonight, they’ve had a bit too much to drink and uncle John won’t let her drive home”There was an awkward pause, neither knew what to do next, Tom was thinking should he take Louise up to his bed and make love to her all night, or what.It was Louise who made. The word among the Order was that the assassins were from Rome andFluvio de Oliviera - the local head - was contemplating on using hisinfluence to incite war between the two countries. It had not come tothat - the Pope arrived sooner - and if he wouldn't have, the taskwould've been well beyond the current capabilities of the Order."Your holiness..." Shut up! I should have kept my eye on you, but I was preoccupied withsome pesky assassins in Italia. There is a way to fix this however. Withmy new. “Twice.”“Is that all? I noticed you didn’t even try with Roger… So was it big Hank or little Gary?”I shrugged. I was going to keep that incredible cock to myself. “How did you like it with Vicki?”“It was all right,” he answered. “Like fucking through a pillow-top bed.”He slid his hand down between my legs. “I like your wet little pussy better. And wow, it is wet tonight. Good thing you used condoms, otherwise it would be a veritable swamp down here.”“That’s crude,” I complained.“But you know I. ”My pussy clenched, aching to be filled. And Master’s dick throbbed in my hand as he blinked sleepy eyes. He needed to cum. I needed to cum. And I had the perfect solution to make that happen for the both of us.“Pater’s mighty cock!” he grunted as I impaled my tight pussy on his thick dick.“Oh, yes, Master, you fill my pussy up so nicely!” I shifted on him, my purr rising in my throat, rumbling through my body. My fingers scratched at his strong chest, my claws safely retracted.“You are a.