Nothing would work though, my mouth just refused to obey my brain, mum obviously saw the distress in my eyes and reached over to take my hand."Stay st...ill Johnny," she said, her voice threatening to break. "You've got a broken jaw, it's been wired up."Even turning slightly to look at her hurt me, my neck muscles protested, even my shoulders hurt, I made a writing gesture, and she passed me a pencil and pad, obviously put there for this very reason.I wrote, "Are you all right, mum?"She knew what. .umm y-yeah but DAMN b*o you're fucking HUGE!!! He let out a nice hearty laugh and he said "Well I AM a bodybuilder. Why do you think I was asking about the gyms around here?" Yeah that makes sense but being that it's so cold around here and everyone's all bundled up I couldn't really tell.So I told him not to mind me, I'll just be over here and let you get to your training. So he went to resume his training, I saw his back and DAMN that back of his was BIG, chiseled, and as wide as could be.. The only thing they didn't mention was the part about them and the twins failing to meet the standards of Master Robert Sanders and how they ended up here.--She quickly apologized for the misunderstanding and told them how she had heard that the classification system wasn't explained to first generation slaves but their own classification numbers had thrown her off. She told them how the Letters signify which one of them was the older of the two and since their stepmother was already a slave. Then, mostly to torment her and prolong her anticipation, he repeated his kisses starting on her other thigh. Her hand was on his head again, gently urging him toward her core. He paused, looking at her beauty as he pulled her lips apart. Then he dipped his head and licked. One long, slow lick from end to end. “Oh my god, Paul! Please... ” Her words were interrupted as he began to lick in earnest, avoiding her clit for now. He licked, he probed her vagina with his tongue, and he used his lips.