"We'll call a special session of the House of Commons, and announce it then. We don't have a choice, do we?" He sighed. "And first thing in the mornin...g, get that squadron – what squadron is that? - back to their home base." Yes, Sir," Hockley responded evenly. "That would be No. 468 Squadron 'City of Ajax', Sir. Temporarily assigned to RCAF Station Willow Lake." Willow Lake ... say, isn't that mad captain there? The banana in the tailpipe?" No, Sir, you're thinking of the other one," Hockley. I continued, “Tell me, have you seen Rebecca this morning?”“I think she’s cleaning the guest rooms.” A pause. “Mistress, please don’t think I…”“Don’t worry your pretty little head, dear.” I gave her a too-cheery smile then exited towards the guest wing of the house, leaving a very worried slut in my wake.A few minutes later, I entered the first guest room to find Rebecca dilgently dusting the dressing table.“Ah, Rebecca! My favourite slave!”“Yes mistress?” she looked up, a little nervous.“I. As soon as they were inside, Savita closed the door. “Can I see it? Pretty please?” Savita asked.Barry knew what she meant. He unzipped his tight jeans immediately. Savita could trace the boundaries of his black cock coiled inside his brief. She outlined it with her fingers and pulled down the brief quickly. Savita had an excited smile. She was not disappointed.It was even larger than Savita’s arm, but that didn’t stop her from trying it. It was growing bigger, and Savita could hardly take the. For a moment it felt as if time had freez. I kissed her deeply and said “I love you Suman, I love you like anything I want you Suman, I love youShe reciprocated by kissing my lips back and said softly in my ears, I love you too jay, I love you too”. We kissed this time as lovers and for the next 15 mins. Then I kissed her forehead and said Suman I want you to be my wife, I don’t want you to be the slave of a man who can’t even satisfy your sexual needs I want to marry you mom.She looked at me.