I wanted to move away from the door but I couldn't.Charlie's mom, Lori, is a beautiful woman. She's 42yrs old, auburn hair, green eyes, 5ft 5in, and 3...6DD tits. Charlie, is 17, 6ft 1in, dark hair and blue eyes, like his dad.I had gotten up to go to the bathroom, and I heard moans coming from his room. The door was ajar so I peeked in. Charlie was pounding into his mother's dripping pussy.Lori, his mom, was moaning loud. She had her eyes closed. Something was telling me to turn and leave, but I. He leaned his head back and rested against her. We make a good team, Kate. You were right, I needed you here. With the placenta delivered, Alec stitched Michelles wound while Kate had Grant help bathe his daughter. They placed the sweet, sleeping infant in her mothers arms, and then Grant crawled into bed with his new family. Alec and Kate left the room, so the family could be alone. The pair went into the living room, where Alec collapsed on the sofa. Kate took a Christmas quilt off the chair. When she found a handful of dainty, yellow daisy-like blooms tucked against the rock canyon wall just down the trail to Jenny's corral she searched the small lean-to at the side of the cabin for anything that might hold water and flowers. An old rusty tin lay discarded in a corner. Her step sprang lightly as she tipped the tin into the goats' drinking pool and carried the flowers into the cabin. Once arranged to her satisfaction, she placed her desert bouquet on the window sill, within Lou's. Yes ... mmmmmfffff ... M-Master,” whispered Simone. “Say it!” “It ... aahhh ... it’s a whopper, Master.” “And you like a whopper, don’t you slave?” “Yes ... uuuurrrrfff ... uuuurrrrfff ... Master.” It was clever. The Boss was driving Simone to the brink with his interrogation. Would she snap? “You like a whopper up you, don’t you, slave?” “Y-Yer ... esss ... mmmmff ... mmmfff ... y-yes, Master.” “Say it!” “I ... aaaghhh ... like a wh-whopper ... up me ...” moaned Simone. The Boss was smiling.