I've got to stop thinking about this'.When Billy realised his mom was looking at his cock he felt himself blush, a mixture of embarrassment and to his... shock lust. He quickly finished rubbing lotion into his mom's back and layback on his towel, trying to ignore the perverted, yet arousing thoughts running through his mind.Throughout the day Billy tried unsuccessfully to stop the incestuous thoughts that ran through his head. It wasn't helped when his mom accompanied him for a swim, firm naked. Please answer the following questions," the Archivist insisted.Any lingering doubts of an easier three years dissipated with the absurd order. His exams were in order and every archivist on the grounds knew his abilities. Was this a test or just a technocrat's exercise in humiliation?"Of course, Master Atto," he indicated with a touch of obeisance."Of the four major languages an archivist is required to read, how many have you acquired?"Yakhir kept the annoyance off of his face. Everyone knew. Steph was euphoric. Fitz had used her but she had enjoyed it immensely. As he began the actual tattoo all she could think of was that she had to fuck him again. If her husband found out or objected she would do it anyway. He was a tiny-dicked wimp of a man. Fitz was a real man. The tattoo was finished in about an hour. It was a red heart with devils horns and tail coming from it. It was both beautiful and sinister. Fitz kissed it after he was done. Then he told her that she would need to come. Now I'm fine I don't fucking care who watches but clearly he was so far beyond scared it was almost funny. We walked in the kitchen and sat down. It sounded like she was deliberate in asking me about what she saw. I answered with I was invited over and you caught me doing what I love. Her son who's late 50's said I had followed him home and wouldn't leave. His mother just looked at him and saidbulshitty. She asked about our hamburgers and asked her son why. I was enjoying myself so I asked if.