Jack, are you awake?"Abigail glanced over at her husband. Her heart melting as she looked at him, his features softened with sleep. They'd been out to... dinner before Analise's shower, and Jack decided to wait at her parents until after the shower so no one would have to make an extra trip to their place. He'd been up since before sunrise putting the finishing touches on a paper, and she was sure he was exhausted. When he was exhausted, nothing could wake him."Annie, trust me. He's out for the. Then she became a 'woman about town.' Two or three evenings a week she'd bring some stud home for the night. To me, they were just a different bunch of people staring at my ass and tits. When I got to be old enough to stay home alone, she'd do all-nighters at a guy's house.And it was on one of those mornings, when I woke up in a vacant house while Mom was snuggled up against some stranger's naked ass — yes, she gave me reports with more detail than I wanted, pure TMI - across town, that I met. .." She just couldn't say fuck. I did not say anything. I kept my hand on her pussy. If we were not going to fuck I wanted to make her come with my hand. My mind was racing as I continued to finger fuck Stella. Was I missing anything? If we were not going to fuck was there anything else. Her breasts. I needed to use my lips and tongue on her breasts. I turned Stella around and immediately went to work on her tits. I think she liked it, my hand went back to her pussy. Very quickly I accomplished. On my bellybutton, a trinket, a gift from Him as a reminder of us, a pair of tiny handcuffs dangling there. Lastly, just a pair of white socks cover my feet. I know He does not particularly care for me to cover them as He loves to kiss my toes. A smug smile, and a deep voice resounds. "Show me what is mine, princess."I take two steps back and to the right, a column against my back, as I cross my legs slightly and lift the material from the front of the skirt, nothing really showing. I see Him.