Things were certainly different now between Jacob and his mom. Even during their day to day routine Michelle would do little things like squeeze Jacob...'s cock through his shorts."How's my penis?" She'd ask."Is he anxious to fuck?" She'd ask candidly.Often times Michelle would give her son little flashes of her ass or pussy, even with his father in the same room. There were lots of tit-squashing hugs, lots of slow sensual kisses and lots and lots of flirty little winks.One night around midnight,. She really, really had no desire to show her body to anybody else. Yet, in the heat of passion, she had certainly seemed to. Was it just that, the saying of sweet... but that wasn't quite it, was it?... well then, naughty nothings during the moment to drive their lusts? Why was she thinking about it now? How had that ever come out? She thought a bit, trying to remember... She pulled the sheet down slightly, absently noticing the slight draft across her breasts. She glanced at them. Her nipples. Then I put my tongue in it and started licking this tremble over the bed and she was holding my head into her pussy by which I was suffocating at last she her lips with her teeth harder spurted out the juice and made me drink it. Then she said ” Its my turn baby.”She undressed me and started smooching me and then smilingly went down to lick my chest and then pulled down my shorts then my undy and gulped in my dick she was stroking the dick by her mouth like anything and drank my ejaculated. After a long and very thorough kiss, the Emir turned to Charles and said, "You're a lucky man. I seriously thought of keeping her for myself."Charles thought this was a tactful order and replied, "As the Master wishes."The Emir laughed and said, "Oh, no. This isn't a Kobekistani wedding, and it's a bit late for me to exercise the jus primae noctis don't you think?"Turning to Tamsin he added, "You may not know it, but I was brought up in England and I understand the position of women there. I.