But. I still kind of liked the idea of a dozen fuck toys lying around for my amusement. I had a couple new rods in the fire so new income would be com...ing in soon. And I had a couple ideas that should pan out well for long-term cash flow. I was having visions of arriving in Vegas for the GayVNs with an entourage of PYTs around me. The Gay Hef. I kind of liked the image and I didn't want to let it go just yet.Ivan arrived for 'breakfast' as Yann and Juan were leaving."I love the smell of wood in. Jill squirmed, trying to get free of her son's grasp, but only succeeded in creating a sensual motion between them. She could feel his hardness pressing against her, feel it throbbing, pressing upwards...."Chris, no, no, honey, don't do this. You shouldn't have your, your.... against me like that. I'm your mother. Stop it... GODDAMMIT STOP IT CHRIS!"Chris lowered himself slightly and then pushed inward and upward against her, lifting her higher against the counter, her toes just grazing the. When she left, I felt a loneliness I had never before experienced. Her next visit came on Yule, the winter solstice. Her body was swollen to the breaking point. The hunger I had for her grew when I saw her swollen belly carrying my child. It didn't matter; we made love all night yet again. Even though her pregnancy complicated things, we were able to sate our lust ourselves in each other's arms. Our time together was even more wonderful than any of the previous nights.When Imbolc came to pass,. He mumbled under his breath...what...the...hell.... I knew the wetness of my pants were soaking onto his thin fabric of his boxers. I also felt his blessed cock grow large and swollen under me. His eyes never left mine; his glanced stayed strong and firm like his cock as he took his free hand and placed in the crotch of my pants. He growled low in his voice and I felt shivers go down my spine. "Why are you soaking wet?" He picked me up by my wrist with no effort and my toes struggled to stay to.