" Me?" Dawn asked, blue eyes wide with fear. "Why?" Don Sablone's death leaves us with a power vacuum, one I fear our enemies will be eager to fill," ...he explained with a sigh. "With Tony in jail, Marco will be the logical choice to fill Guiseppe's shoes. He is not capable of executing this role, but without someone at the top the Sablone clan will fracture into rivalry, and be picked off. Targeting Marco, or you, or your mother will be a way to establish credibility."Dawn was having a hard time. "They will leave at once, Glory be unto The Lord!" Glory be unto The Lord, and to his messengers as well!" the brothers sang out.The white light faded from view as Brother Thomas turned to the assembled monks."Brothers Artemus, Daniel, Vincent, and William, prepare yourselves this night, you leave on the morrow," Brother Thomas announced. "Brother Jonathan, please blow the horn four times." My brothers, we will need to spend this night in prayer and supplication, for those we send out will have. My cock hardened and I began to slowly stroke it. I replayed Mother's nude image in my mind imagining what it would be like to bury my dick into her neatly trimmed and gorgeous cunt. I picked up speed and was soon beating off like a fiend. My balls began to tighten and I brought mother's panties down to my cock to capture my spraying cum. A low moan escaped from me, "Mom-m-ma." The next morning I awoke to the sizzle and smell of frying bacon. Mom was making breakfast. "Get up sleepy-head," she. I pulled my face away from his now soaked fatigues to look up into his handsome face. He was still every bit as gorgeous as he had always been. He had tears flowing from his eyes as well as he stared down at me. ‘My girls…’ he muttered before kissing our daughter’s hair and leaning down to kiss me deeply on my mouth. ‘God, I’ve missed you both so much,’ he said into my ear as he crushed me to his body again, still holding our little girl in his arms. All I could do was nod, I was sobbing too.