He had the same build as his Father and dark brown thick hair with blue eyes with long lashes, just like his Father. Once we were inside, he shut the ...door and she fell into his arms. He was holding her tight and kissing her on her head while asking her what was wrong. With trembling lips she asked him how long was he going to be home as he had just arrived about 30 minutes before. He was attending Harvard Law School, just like his Father had. The family driver had just arrived from the Airport.. It did not please him.Laedia admired his pretty, desperate face as he licked her clit, lifting it so she could see it well. A real beauty he was! She wondered how lovely that face must have looked under the pain of torture.She smiled. The boy did not even understand that this was his life now. Being used and abused in abandon. There was no afterwards for him. No escape, and certainly no freeing. Once he was used up he would simply be disposed of. And in no pleasant way.Her horniness increasing. If that wasn’t enough! It was my husbands’ fiftieth birthday! My husband called me his trophy wife. We had two children and a large home. My husband was an executive for a large firm. My mind slipped back to the present as I moved my face closer to that huge black cock. I opened my mouth and licked it this time. I than moved my head and tried to engulf it into my mouth. I wasn’t able to get much in the first try but I kept moving my head as he stroked my hair. I listened to him moan as I. They had been swimming at the secluded lake again and were now lying on a blanket in the sun.“There’s something I want you to do for me.” She told him, and smiled.“I’ll do anything, just tell me what.” He felt so good to be able to do something for her.“Take these,” She handed him a package of 12 different colored markers.“What do I do with these?” He asked, his heart in his throat; as he read where the colors were washable.“Take the black one, and connect the dots.” She said, as she rose up;.