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Toni POV

We were at breakfast early because the kids wanted to get to their group. Janet kept giving me that look you know that look when she drinks wine and everything goes downhill from there well for her not me.

"I hear y'all get to swim today," Janet said trying to start a conversation rubbing on me at that.

"Yeah, I'm finna get all the ladies with my amazing-."

"Amazing what?"

"Nothing girls are gross." I laughed to myself and Janet grabbed my dick hard.

"No, we don't talk like that your too young. But since y'all did I'll walk y'all over there." Ezra was not moving at all just folding his arms and pouting.

"What's wrong baby."

"Mama is mean to me and probably wants to push me somewhere."

"No mama not mean you know she loves you extra because your so sweet so soft so cute. Mama just has a hard time telling you because mama is stupid. Every night she says Ezra is one of a kind I'm glad he's my son. Now can you be a big boy and go with your stupid mama." He nodded his head and kissed Janet's cheek rubbing me and grabbing my hand. We walked and laughed and played around until we made it to the group.

"Don't act like you don't have no sense Elijah I'm looking at you."

"Okay."

"Go have fun." They ran off and jumped in the water after a while I walked away going back to our room. I got back and Janet was setting up the room when she saw me we made eye contact just standing there for a second. No further words are spoken, nor are they needed. I reach out for her, even as she flings herself into My arms, instinctively anticipating My need and lust. My hands rise into her hair, and grasp tight handholds, gripping painfully and drawing a gasp from her. At the same time, her arms slide around My neck, and she looks up at Me, smiling seductively, very grateful. My hands pull her upward suddenly, forcing her to rise on her tiptoes, even as My face descends. My lips claim hers then and with no further warning, molding them to My pleasure, kissing her roughly, demanding full submission and receiving it gladly. My tongue forces its way into her mouth, even though she quickly parts her lips for Me, yelping a bit in surprise at My forcefulness, but craving it all the same. I explore her mouth slowly now, using the tip of My tongue to trace and define the contours of that moist tissue; first tracing along her gums, upper and lower, then flicking teasingly at the roof of her mouth, following this I begin a taunting dance with her own tongue, swirling about it and stroking it firmly. I withdraw My tongue from her mouth then, forcing a low whimper from her throat, even as her tongue slips after Me. I allow her this, even parting My lips to aid her. My tongue slips beneath hers, forcing it upward inside My mouth, so that she may tickle the roof of My mouth now. A deep chuckle rumbles upward from My chest, as I enjoy this kiss, a prelude to so much more. I release her tongue then, allowing her free reign to explore, which she quickly does. She is a talented girl, and I was very proud of her...and tonight I intend to make full use of those talents. My hands slip out from her hair, traveling down her body with exquisite languid enjoyment. My fingertips trace the contours of her face now. I begin at her brows, stroking My thumbs lightly through their softness, before lowering to brush across the flickering flesh of her eyelids. I move lower, and trace the subtle arch of her cheekbones, enjoying the silkiness of her cheeks, and the soft down upon them. Lower still, My nails lightly trail along the underside of her jaw, before scraping down to her throat. This draws a shiver from her, and another slow chuckle from Me. I break the kiss now, and she whimpers again, though I quickly hush that sound with a simple warning glance. Her eyes widen for one moment, then lower to the ground, lashes half-closed as she waits for My next command or action. My eyes are on her now, and I can feel her skin quivering beneath My touch, as My fingers lightly stroke along the tender flesh of her throat, brushing that flesh with the pads of My fingers, then raking ever so lightly with the tips of My nails. She shivers again, and I  can see her nipples hardening quite clearly through the transparent black lace of her brassiere. Again I smile, knowing what I have planned, and the perfection with which she will perform. She had yet to disappoint Me, and I did not doubt her now. I draw My hands from her and point toward the nearby wall. She nods once before hastening to do as I silently commanded. She turns and quickly walks to that wall, while putting a seductive sway into her step, sashaying seductively for My pleasure. My deep chuckle is her reward, and her body again shivers imperceptibly as she hears it. Reaching the wall she pivots gracefully back to face Me, leaning back against it silently as she awaits what is next to come. I walk toward her now, dressed simply in a  blue shirt, the fabric looking rather soft and pleasing, tucked into a pair of dark black shorts. Around My waist was a thick leather belt, the buckle small, and silver, gleaming brightly even in the low lighting of this room. My shoes were a matte black, an expensive leather. My hair is thick and long and falls wave-like around My face and shoulders. My eyes are very dark, alive with the teasing fire of Mh lust, tempered at the moment but ready as always to flare and consume them both. My lips are full and sensual and are presently drawing ever-upward in a pleased smile. I pause in My steps, as I am now standing less than a foot away. She keeps very still, knowing I can be very unpredictable... shivering as she wonders what I will do. My eyes gaze upon her face for several moments, before lowering to take in the loveliness of her body, resplendent in this teasing outfit, chosen especially for the effect she knows it would have on me. I am pleased with the choice, and the fact that she had remembered. My eyes rise to her face again, and then I wink, chuckling very quickly. She offers a smile, at the same time her cheeks claim a rosy hue, blushing for Me, embarrassed, or perhaps just very shy.

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