There was enough natural light to see by and he could make out Fran lying face down and already asleep. A good few stone heavier than her, he tried to... get into bed with the least disruption to her repose; although if she was as tired as he was, that shouldn't be a problem.It was gone eleven the next morning when Luke awoke, still tired but much less so. He rolled over onto his back. Fran was up already. The room was now fully illuminated by the strong sunlight.The now familiar figure came back. I fucked her so fucking hard that she was bleeding nice trails of blood down the inside of her thighs. What a great site to see her taking it deep and not even jumping around. Finally she came to and then I asked her what she felt in her and she said it was something way too big for her cunt hole it hurt so badly! I then told her to hold on it was time to fuck her hole with it now and I was going to pull it out and fuck it right back in her twat! As I started to pull it back out I could see her. .. these were not the cheap nylons Shannon wore... no, these were sheer luxurious silk, and what a difference they made. I would definitely be finding a way to buy Shannon better stockings ASAP.I would have fucked these feet all night if I could but Mom demanded, "Enough foot fun time. You can come all over my feet when you're done if you want. But right now I need to be fucked... hard."Who could refuse such a demand?No son ever!!!Plus, I'd never come on a pair of nylon-clad feet before, but. After another night on a twenty-year-old mattress that sagged in the middle like a meteor crater, he found his back was also a mess. DING DONG! DING DONG! He finally managed to log roll to the edge of the bed and get his feet under him. He slipped his ratty bathrobe on over his pasty white body, before valiantly pushing himself erect. His pushed his filthy mop of auburn hair to the side for a moment, then let it fall back. Too much burning sunlight has seeping in through dirty, bare window. The.