Brushing Mordius aside, I drew my own sword, preparing to rush toTheodoric's aid. I had barely taken a step when a searing pain shotthrough my back. I... fell forward in agony, turning as I did so. GaiusMordius stood there, my blood dripping from the dagger in his hand. Iglanced back to where Theodoric faced the man who had masqueraded as hisson, just in time to see him lop the king's head from his shoulders witha single sweep of that strange sword."Why?" I gasped, looking back at Mordius."I had. My mind was wandering ‘why was I not allowed inside’,’ what was the treatment’ I was getting curious and was pondering over the mode of snooping inside. I found out a place to have unrestricted view from adjoining room without being noticed. At around 5 pm my aunt went inside escorted by the two new maids (they were from the nearby town mosque). Before going in she hugged me and said she would come out after massage and we both would have early dinner. Dinner we did have early and. I wanted to move away from the illicit coupling unfolding before my eyes, but my legs wouldn't budge. I could only look on as my mind raged in turmoil."God, I love the feel of your tits. They're so spongy and warm, mom." Buckling under the constricting pressure of his hands, her inflamed nipples unexpectedly discharged jet after jet of her creamy tit-milk, which soaked the sheets as my brother relentlessly kept on manhandling her doughy orbs. My head spun and my knees became weak as the blood. Immediately, the room filled with sounds of shooting, grunting, and explosions. Gail glanced at the TV and frowned. She didn't like the violent game, but Bobby had begged so she bought it for his birthday.Gail shifted closer to Jimmy until her leg touched his hip. She felt the heat from his body. Jimmy didn't move away or look at her; he continued frantically pressing the button to shoot at whomever he was shooting at. Gail's hand moved to her side and paused. She looked at her son whose.