Then mom gave a couple of tweaks to her clit.“Is that what the ‘man of the house’ desired? Is it as pretty as those girls in ‘Playboy’?”�...��Much hotter, mom! And I love the fact that we are sharing this together. I love you mom!” I began to increase my speed, up and down my spike of hardened flesh. Only with increased action, came more friction. “I need some oil, mom.”“Okay, there’s some lotion on my nightstand, you can go and get it.”“Why go all that way there, when you have plenty for both. He was not totally in control of his body yet but did manage to awkwardly stretch his arm out towards Linda and she grabbed the hand coming her way and held on. Still dazed he answered the questions being posed to him and his mind and voice grew stronger. He was able to explain that he felt like he came down with the flu over the weekend and some medicine from the chemist kept it manageable. He was able to go to work on Monday but the pain and nausea got worse and the medication was not. ‘For capturing you and keeping you locked up for weeks on end?’ ‘Yes,’ she replied, to his shock. ‘I have been doing–I think the idiom is ‘soul searching’–and I have come to some decisions. One day I will tell you about them, but for now I just wanted to thank you.’ ‘I understand,’ he said, but he didn’t really. ‘Also, the two of you could have raped me, with nothing to stop you, and without any consequence, and for the fact that you did not, I am still grateful.’ ‘Yeah, well, we didn’t capture. Beyond the regal crown of the swaying trees that grew in a halo around the field, the sky hung like a bolt of velvet cloth above her head, inky and mysterious and content, all at once, and coated with a veil of bright glimmering stars all vying for attention.Eric stood under the heavy stone archway at the entrance to the field, upon which a carved faun, Pan, god of fields, stared restlessly down at all who would enter. Dusting off his coat and leaning against the stone, he watched her from the.