He wanted to stay there. But he knew his bladder would soon scream at him instead of merely complaining. He thought about getting up to deal with that... problem, and then come back to bed. But his uncle was coming, and he needed to see if there was any way he could make the disaster look a little better somehow.“I’d love to stay here,” he said softly. “I love you both.” His profession of love just came out. He hadn’t planned it. And what seemed strange to him about it was that the words felt. "Fuck me, son," I said to him and he increased his pace. He was sweating and so was I. He continued to pound me and then stopped. But that was only to roll me onto my back and lift my legs and grab me around the ankles. He leant forward and started kissing and biting on my nipples.Now he had full control of his thrust and began to fuck me with a passion I had never experienced. His breathing was labored as he pumped his piston like cock in and out of me. As his cockhead kept hitting my. "No!" I cried as I dropped to the floor.The front door opened and I heard Kevin's footsteps walk through the apartment. He walked up to me and lowered himself on his heels, pulling me into his arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck and whimpered, "I don't think I can do this." He tilted my head up and looked into my dark green eyes. "Baby girl, I know your strong enough. That's why I love you so much. Your the strongest woman I know."Kevin picked my limp body up and carried me to our bedroom,. “It seems to me, Brother Saul that it might be wise for you to head south of the border for a spell because they don’t take kindly to professed murderers in Indian Territory.”Saul’s hand was hovering in that no man’s land only inches from the handle of his shooting iron and Sam began to wonder if there was a special place in Hell for gents that shot their own blood relative even in the dire circumstances of possibly being sent there first with a blast from his own brother’s handgun.Still, it.