You could ask her to it, but don't be surprised if she throws something at you." Then she turned back to her son and began peppering him with question...s about where he'd been, and what he'd seen, and how he was and so on.Unnoticed by either his best friend, or his best friend's mother, Ralph stood up to take a walk. His walk took him vaguely in the direction of one Mrs. Prudence Watson, soon to be divorced.The object of Ralph's interest missed a wild throw of the balled up sock that the children. ‘I just…’ ‘You worry.’ She rose and embraced him. ‘It is a hard thing, my darling, to send one you love into danger. Trust me, a mother knows this all too well.’ Abiron returned her embrace fiercely. He suddenly stepped away and looked seriously into her face. ‘Mother, please know that my worry for Angela does not mean that I feel any less strongly for you. I want us all to be safe here, even that Scot you seem so fond of.’ ‘Not so fond that he has found his way into my bed yet,’ Ariana. As I approached and saw the young woman up close I quickly reassessed the ‘rather’ to a ‘very’. She looked anything between twenty-five to thirty-five years of age, had long red hair that almost had me salivating – I have always loved redheads. Like the woman I’d helped earlier, she was wearing business attire, though her breasts made much more of an impression on her light blue blouse. She too was wearing heels, though not particularly high. Her legs were every bit as shapely as the woman with. As his cock slammed the girl, she was gasping, keening softly, I could tell she was enjoying his hard pounding shaft, he most definitely wasn’t raping her. It flashed through my mind that the only other female that could have been in his house just then was his own daughter, a seventeen year old sweetheart that had transformed from an awkward tomboy to a beautiful young woman in the last couple of years.I shook myself out of my shocked stillness and stepped quickly back around the corner,.