"Well, son, you never told me how beautiful Beth was. I guess I was caught off guard. I'm sorry Beth," she murmured."Again, no worries, Mrs. Redmond. ...I suspect we're going to be great friends." I'm sure we will, but please call me Helen," smiled my Mom."Josh and Helen ... I know this might be kind of inappropriate, but since I love you so much, Josh and since my parents are dead ... would it be OK with both of you, if I call Helen, Mom?"Mom got a bit teary. I knew that she would not only not. From this angle, he has even more control, and his thrusts get more forceful, each one making me feel like I’m going to split. Each time he pulls back, I feel like he’s going to pull my insides out, and each time he pushes forward, I feel my insides get compressed. The pain with each thrust is still prominent, but slowly diminishes as over and over he pounds deep into me. Mercilessly he drives me forward with his member, only to hold me back against him. Now and again he stops deep inside me,. "Now!" She said. She'd gotten my hint but ignored it.The slip came back off, and with it, any hope of hidingbehind it. I grew crimson at the sight of those panties.Rose smiled."What?" I said in defense."Nothing!" Rose said."It can't be helped! Okay?" I said feeling my face heat up."I know that! Honey, I've been doing this for a long time.I know things, and I'll tell you right now, that all itreally means is you are perfectly normal." Rose said."It doesn't mean I like them!" I said."Yes it does,. Actually, looking at them, Alrik realized they already were bruised. He pressed himself toward her enough that her legs and no room to struggle, and grabbed below both her wrists, trying to hold her still. His face was now close enough to hers that he could have kissed her. "Stop it! You're hurting yourself! That's where you get bruises from!" Master, that's not where the bruises between my legs are from, or the ones on my ass and breasts, or the ones on my throat." Look, I'm not asking you to.