He grabbed my tits, massaging them, squeezing. He sucked on them. I grabbed the top of the headboard and rode him at an easier pace, each stroke took ...im deep inside of me. Gods, what an insane feeling it was to be fucking my own son like this, like a slut.His hands reached around my body, and they stroked my back, fingers sinking in with strength, massaging my clenching muscles. I kissed his mouth. “Use me.” I whispered. His hands returned to my breasts.It didn’t take me long, I was ready to. It might even prove to his advantage. He enjoyed being underestimated – it often proved a tactical advantage. If such were the case, they’d learn the error of their folly.He’d lost a day. That had never happened before. Of course, he’d never before gone so long without dealing with his compartmentalization. He’d really screwed up this time – but he’d have to move on.Octavia was a mystery. She was unreadable. She was driven by a sense of equity. She could flit from being wholly professional to. More

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