It feels so good, and I can feel my body start to tense up, and, mmmm, it’s like I can’t control my hips, and I keep moving my fingers faster and ...faster. I think about you being on top of me, giving it to me good. I feel come start to ooze out of my pussy, making my inner thighs wet and creamy. I imagine that it is your big hard cock inside of me instead of my own fingers, which makes me get even more excited, I slip my fingers out of my pussy, and rub my clit fast and harder. A shiver of. " When mymother didn't move I decided the time had come for action. While shelooked on I took off my Tee shirt, stuck my thumbs into my shorts andunderwear, pushed them down to my ankles and stepped out of then.There I stood naked, just a few feet separating my mother and my hardcock. Mom looked at me, "Billy, you know you're a little small for 14, butin some ways you're a lot bigger than most boys your age." I smiled,brazenly stroked my cock twice and dove into the water. My motherwatched me. Mean while it was towards the end of the April month. Dad has to go to a business tour and Mom and myself were alone. That night Baccha Singh again at night 1 am came to his house drunk and demanded sex from Roopa. This time Roopa was very adamant to not to give her pussy. I didn’t understand why.This got Baccha very angry and once again he tore her blouse and her milk cans came out. Roopa started running, she came to our villa and started knocking door and ringing the bell. I was upstairs. . Chaos has continents. Over the centuries, slash and burn technology and the lack of priests and a functioning aristocracy allowed for looking over the next ridge, seeing the next valley and moving to it. We’re not dealing with serfs. It was quite possible to say, “Fuck it, the neighbors are too close. Pack up Sarah. We are outta here.” And mean it.Here, today, 20 miles is the new five. Just about a pushing day’s ride. There isn’t much foot traffic after five miles. I figured we made about.