Her eyes glittered, their gold paint seemingly reflecting in her hair. Even her lips reflected her dress, with an ivory sheen painted over her full po...ut."Ready?" I said, enjoying the effect I had given the driver and noting its full effect on his groinal regions."Ummm, sorry ma'am. You caught be by surprise." No problem, shall we go?"I picked up my handbag and walked out the door. The driver closed the door for me then hurried in front, opening the main door to the apartments and then the door. Timmy stirred and looked at us and smiled. He said I’ll leave you two alone to enjoy your Sunday anal love making. He said but I’m going to have to jerk it watching you two. Richard said I have a better idea, I said oh? And he rolled us over so I was laying on top of him and he told Timmy to eat my pussy as he fucked my shit hole. ( I let that comment go as I was sure my son was exerting his dominance over me and Timmy ) With Timmy’s tongue on and in my cunt and Richard slowly making love to. ‘Why drive, when we can fly. We could be there and back in the same day!’ Tom said loudly waving his hands excitedly. ‘But no … you have a fear of flying. You have a fear of Spiders. Your afraid of the dark, your afraid to go swimming because you can’t swim and Amy wants to go swimming but no mommy is afraid of the water and every ‘Frickon’ thing else!’ ‘That’s is not fair, Thomas Alan Blackburn!’ Lynn turned and walked around their bed. The canopy bed veil offered her some sense of being. With a click the pole slowly starts fucking up and down by four inches. I look deep into her eyes, window to what remains of her soul, I’ve broken her. All she can do now is beg, eyes wide she begging with them, begging me to let her down of the fucking pole that’s wounding her, begging me to let her go, and begging me to untie her now worthless body and take her somewhere soft and dark for a fuck. Not that I ever give in to a begging star, I’ve had a lot of practice resisting. I retire from.