The sweet sting of it made my mouth water again. I began to suck down the hot liquid that flowed from Becky. With a loud groan, I let it slide down my... throat."Oh God Blade, you really swallowed!" Uh hmm," I moaned as my tongue slipped out of her wet pink hole and slid up to her clit that had revealed itself. It was hard and sensitive as the tip of my tongued rolled over it. Becky shivered from the touch and immediately lifted her hands and pressed on her A-cups to enhance the erotic tremble. The small porch had a large stack of fire wood and some kindling. It also had two rocking chairs in case someone stopped by for conversation. I got myself into a routine of getting up at 4:30, making a pot of coffee, having a little toast and writing from five in the morning until about ten. I’d then take a walk along the path near the lake for some exercise. While I was writing the fourth morning, I heard a car drive up and park in front of the next door cabin. I went to the window and saw a. . But I did not get angry .. feel thrill and I was eagerly waiting for the next . But there was no notable change of my mother’s behavior and that was obvious . She was till mine only , my loving and caring mom .Next few days was as usual , I had stopped going to my friend’s house , to observe the coming situation , that was beyond to my imagination . My grand pa was getting more bold day by day … And the boldness was turning to aggression for sex . But no one noticed this or suspect him for. Can't you read?" She pointed to the sign on the wall two booths removed from where the tall man sat.His angry eyes froze her to the spot, and he stood looking even more menacing than he had when sitting. He moved quickly to the wall where the sign hung and tore it down and ripped it to pieces."Fuck you, and your sign," he said quietly, but everyone in the diner heard him. All eyes were on the cowering waitress. He bluffed a step in her direction, and she pissed herself, her smock slowly turning.