It was the type of smile that I learned to be afraid of as a kid. That radar that tells a mother just what is going on in her child's mind. Or any chi...ld's mind.Too bad all men are somewhere still children.I adjusted the screen away from her and continued to type away at nothing. Or is it not type away at anything. I know, for certain, it is not "not type away at nothing."Anyway, back to the story.After a time, I finished the not-latte, and the not-story finished me. After a few seconds of. I suddenly realised, it must have been a huge turn on for him to see me naked and exposed when he reached the top of the stairs with John. A woman so depraved that she just knelt there while her husband instructed a taxi driver to fuck her. A woman that never moved, or looked behind her while he played with her. A woman that let him push his finger into her and lick her pussy without so much as a whimper from her lips. What’s more, it was a woman that was soaking wet with anticipation, horny as. *** I woke with the sun the following morning, all thoughts of continuing to hunt gone. This would be yet another unsuccessful year without an elk. I shifted in my half-asleep state, and was shocked to feel a small hand gripping my morning erection. I quickly awoke, and looked down to see sapphire blue eyes smiling up at me, one surrounded by a purple bruise. Alexandra looked back down, and moved so that she was grinding her pussy on my erection through both of our layers of clothing. It felt. He would be a pleasing and lasting memento of their task when completed, domiciled and enslaved, he was where all men should be and had truly earned his place. Hortense smiled at the two with a look of resignation.'I wondered when you'd come for Dee, I've done my best to get her motivated but you two are partly to blame; she has such a soft spot for Ty and the two have been indulging each other incessantly since you enticed her into taking control of him. He's on wash room duty at the moment.'.