He tightly locked his lips on moms lips soft lips and it looked like he was biting them. It took a few seconds for mom to gain control and she managed... to push him and get up.She ran to the corner of the room and stood there with her back against the wall. He wasted no time in following her and started again, this time he cupped both her breasts and started massaging them while kissing her all over her neck. Mom tried to stop him again but she was no match for his strength. She was gasping and. " Lucky man," I said truthfully."I guess so. When's this war goin' to end?" When the King's men figure out we ain't gonna quit no matter how many fights they win. They can't win, but they hain't realized it yet. Won't be much longer now that Gen'l Greene and me's headed south." I hoisted her up across my loins, and she made herself comfortable."Glad you ain't one of them braggers," she said, starting with some long, slow humping, exhaling with each energetic heave."Not me," I told her,. "What honey?" Lie next to me Daddy, like you did when I was younger," I mumbled drowsily, "stay with me until I fall asleep." Sure honey," he agreed almost too quickly, and after shedding his shoes and shirt and after a moments hesitation his pants, slipped under the sheet next to me, down now to only his white boxers, and lying on his side watched me as he gently stroked my blond hair. Feigning sleep, I rolled over and curled into him, ending so my lips were less than a half inch from his. “Come out here,” I stood up off the couch. Our little living room had a tiny balcony, hardly big enough for two of those folding chairs Wrestler’s weaponized. I stepped out. I was just in a pair of striped boxer shorts and an untied robe. The wind rolled in off the harbor. It was good for me. Phoebe quietly came out beside me.“Take your clothes off,” This I loved. Phoebe instantly tore off her tank top. Her jeans were a struggle. I waited. The girl only seemed to wear panties when her period.