I grabbed her by the hair and began fucking her face. It only took a few minutes for me to fill her mouth with my load. She definitely had experience ...with blowjobs and didn't spill a drop.She slipped out of the room as she wiped a drop from the corner of her mouth.After taking a moment to compose myself I stepped back into the kitchen. Her daughter was gathering her things up and apologized but worked called and she had to go. Allie told her not to worry that she would find something for me to. ”“Enough for what?”“To keep you in line.” I circled the bed keeping the camera centered on her. “But a video of you talking dirty to me, sucking my cock, and eating my cum, should be enough to make sure you’re obedient from now on. Unless you wouldn’t mind a big trial and going to prison for sexually abusing me.” “You’re the one abusing me,” she murmured in a plaintive lilt. “Yeah, but c'mon, Mom, you know it’s not all that bad.”“This is the worst thing that has ever happened to me in my life,. My secret was safe with her and she asked if she could join me while I read the stories. Still at a loss for words I shook my head and manage to whisper out a yes. With that Betty got a chair from the dining room and placed it next to my chair. I was still in shock and just stood there, with my cock still exposed."Well take a seat silly and show me what is so exciting about these stories." Betty giggled.Still very nervous, I took a deep breath and sat down next to Betty. As I sat there I began. She worked with a feverish urgency, as though her own life was at risk. She exhausted the herb reserves she knew around the forest and fought Raener’s fever with an unbending spirit. But above all, she admired his strength; his gaze was unfocused and he barely had the strength to speak, but he always had this stubborn frown on his brows. He refused to die. And on the fourth day, did the fever finally break. Color returned to Raener’s ghastly white face and Rosalie breathed out; she had been.