He tells me to follow him. I quickly stop looking at the movies and follow him back down a dark hall and into the first open booth. We walk in and h...e immediately starts kissing me, running his hands all over me and grabbing at my ass. Now this man is easily 10 years older than me, and he already knows that I am loving the assertive daddy vibe he's putting off. He starts undoing my belt and drops my pants to the floor, turns me around and starts tounging my tight asshole. After 10 minutes. "Did Dad ever watch you get a spanking Mother?"Her eyes opened wide with surprise. When her face turned very red with embarrassment I knew that it had happened. I continued sliding my finger up and down my mother's slit saying. "Does that mean yes Mother? Please do not lie to me"She nodded her head in affirmation. I slid my tongue from her ripe tit, down her belly. stopping when my lips caressed my mother's exposed clit. "Tell me about it Mother. Don't leave any details out."My Mom spread her. "Hello?" There is no time, this is Bird Song. The Americans are here; they're in the apartment. It is time for 'apocalypse'. Let the others know."He pulled the headphones off and asked the techie to identify the masts involved in the call."The routing is through Notting Hill in London and the connection is through Liverpool," the techie informed him.Jamie had a bad feeling about this. He recognised the phrase Bird Song. The leader of the terrorists in Glasgow had sent him an e-mail signed Bird. “I am a priest, I have taken a vow of celibacy, to serve God and not myself.”My sex was now very wet and while keeping eye contact with him I lifted my leg so it was in an angle to the other. I adjusted my position a little so he had a better look when I gently slid two fingers inside my folds.“Oh, God, woman, stop that,” he said and got up.“Mm, it feels good, I just might have to finish myself off here on your lovely warm carpet.”He picked up his glass and walked towards the kitchen. Before.