’ The Earl commented to Emma. Their horses were several yards away from the Viscount and Nora Ferguson’s. ‘Jason and your sister, I mean.’ ‘...Do you think so? ‘I understand you grew up together.’ The memories were fond ones, and it brought a smile to Emma’s lips. ‘Yes. Our fathers are great friends and one of our family homes is next to their family seat at Delaford. You are acquainted with the Marquess from his travels, my lord?’ ‘We met in Italy, where I have a villa.’ ‘Are you Italian?’ ‘My. They were also pushing the slaves to one wall to be processed later. I made sure the door was closed so no one could escape and checked the cab of the hover truck. I began to help move the girls to the wall and looked around.All the men were either down or in restraints. The bookkeeper was making threats and the girls looked frightened and four of those blacklisted had been killed. I moved to the bodies and squatted and murmured. The weapons that killed them began to glow and then the men dead. She had trouble steering the car straight and almost ran a red light. Her cunt was dripping wet just trying to picture what that was going to be like, just being in the same room with all that sexual activity going on!But most of all she wondered what Ricky's cock was like. In her mind she tried to picture her 18 year old boy on top of her, pounding his horny mother senseless, his teenage body bathed in sweat as he unloaded his young balls deep in her belly. Carole has wondered for long time if. ” The girl slowly came towards us. “What’s your name?” I asked. “Kimberly.” “That’s a pretty name. Do people call you Kim?” She nodded. She had the same blue eyes and lips though no lipstick only lip gloss but it had a similar affect. Her figure was as her mothers with small mounds not like her mother’s under her blouse but with plenty of time to develop. “Do you know who I am Kim?” She shook her head. “Well I’ll tell you. I’m a friend of daddy. He has been playing some games with me avoiding.