One hand reaches behind my neck, pulling me up to her. I feel a finger encounter that nasty spot where William Strycker’s mind-control drug was adm...inistered. It is still a circular scar of raised and roughened skin that will never heal. Her hand seems to flinch at the touch, and so do I. She removes her lips from mine and just lies down, resting her head on my chest. For several lovely minutes, we remain that way. I feel the dawn of a new idea. But dare I ask her to do such a thing? Ja,. So I joined her chat and told her what happened.Runjhun: Aww, poor baby. What do you wish happened instead?Me: Honestly, I wanted to pull her clothes off and rub her down with warm oil and fuck her brains out.Runjhun: Damn, that’s so hot! Wanna fuck me like that too?Me: Yes. I want that mouth all over my sloppy dick. I want to bust my load on your tits.Runjhun: Oh, yea? Wanna video call me now? I’m already oiled up!Me: Really? My hungry dick would love that! I bet you look sexy when you shine. “I am just being polite. She is, after all, my mother-in-law.”“And very beautiful.” A grin crossed her lips. “Like her daughter. Just delicious.”“Maybe it’s you that is looking too much at Shathil.”“I’ve been looking at Xandra.”I paused, peering at her. “Do you want to sleep with my wife?”Her grin was impish, her green eyes sparkling. “It would keep her away from you. I notice how ... close she’s been. I keep your wife busy, and you can have your vulgar fun with the mother. Everyone wins.”“And. You can hear its warmth that is inviting and promising. You ask in wonder, “what are you doing?” he replies with the feather along your rib cage, up to your nipples, down the other side of your ribs, finishing at your lower stomach teasing just above your pussy. Now you feel his mouth on your nipple as he nibbles and pinches the other one it takes your breath away. You beg for Dave to take the blindfold off. You feel a finger pressed against your lips to silence you, “when I’m done”. “Is this.