When he stopped spurting cum, his mother raised her head. Tears were streaming down her face, as she got off her knees and sat on the side of the bed ...softly crying.“From now own, you will not address her as mother or mom. She is Charlene or Bitch. You don’t ask her, you tell her. Do you understand?” Russell asked Clay.“Yes sir,” Clay replied.After that day, Charlene couldn’t look her son in the eye.“You better get to school now or you’re gonna be late,” Russell said.Clay had already stuffed his. I walked back to the mirror and then quickly pulled off my panties and unhooked my bra and shrugged it off. Then I knelt again in front of that lovely magnificent cock. I picked up the clothes pins and then carefully attached one to each nipple, my breath suddenly quickened to short little gasps as the pain of the clamps bit into each tender nipple. I had learned to endure it for a long time, but it still hurt a lot. And it excited the hell out of me. Then I leaned forward and. Long day. Will you be there when we arrive?”“Just behind you. It’s still morning for us, but we’re getting in at about midnight. Meet you at breakfast tomorrow, okay? Everybody is arriving today and tomorrow, we will catch up then.”“Okay, Daddy, love you.”The picture disappeared. The sound came back, some argument about Loretta needing the bathroom again.I just leaned back my chair, and took a nap. The kids weren’t going anywhere. When we debarked the plane, I gave each kid a sleeping pill to. We then stretched out in the sun and dried ourselves while Laura tried to comb out her locks, and ended up prone together.“Gordy?”“Hmmm?”“You understand this isn’t serious?”“Well, I’d say serious but not permanent. The government will move me along by the new year.”“Oh. I’ll be going back to Melbourne in about six weeks.”“Good timing. Could we agree to a two-month relationship?”I got the tinkly laugh again. “Friends with limited benefits?”“Time limited, not benefit limited.”“Deal.” She gave me.