‘Oh Drake, yes, oh yes,’ she groaned, grinding against him, losing all sense of what she was doing her as orgasm tore through her, causing her to ...tremble and shake. Without waiting for her senses to calm, Drake quickly rolled them over and rising from her, flipped her again, onto her stomach. Pulling her hips into the air, he plunged into her with a fierce growl. He held her hips tightly as he plowed into her, his intense need for release driving him deeply into her. Virginia lay quivering. ”“Do you need to call somebody to let them know you’re all right?”“No ma’am my mom and dad are at the river and won’t be home until late so I don’t have to call anyone.”“It’s good that they won’t be worried. How old are you Everett Fielding?”“Fourteen.”“So you are fourteen. I suppose that’s old enough to stay at home alone. Since you’ll need to eat I’ll fix us something a little latter after your clothes are dry but first I need another glass of wine. Do you need anything while I’m up?”“No. WOW, she lay quietly chuckling to herself in a strangely muffled way, knowing me so well, knowing, though she couldn’t see me, that I would be stood open mouthed, overwhelmed, she had left me a note pinned to the hood, it was brief and to the point, it said; A VERY HAPPY BITHDAY SON. I AM YOURS, FOR 12 HOURS, AS FATHER HAS DECIDED TO SHARE ME WITH YOU, I AM GAGGED AND HOODED, INITIALLY JUST FOR THIS FIRST TIME AND WE SHALL SEE IF THIS WILL EVER HAPPEN AGAIN. TODAY YOU MAY DO JUST AS YOU HAVE. Linda stayed home with the kids,” I explained as I hung my coat up, hearing the sound of running feet rapidly approaching.“Uncle Dick!” My youngest nephew Timmy called out as he launched himself at me from the hallway, jumping up and wrapping his arms around my waist.“Hey, Timmy,” I greeted him with a laugh, clapping him on the back as he hugged me tight. “How’s it going?”“Did Aunt Linda come with you? Are Bobby and Lydia here too?” The young boy asked with the demanding nature only an 8 year.