The following night Dad was off to the pub with his mates and I realised that I was delighted that he was. Mum and I did our chores seemingly quicker ...than usual, though our conversation remained completely mundane in nature until we both went into the living room to settle.Again Mum chose to lie in front of me; quite deliberately I'm sure now, and put the telly on. I didn't hesitate either. I placed my feet carefully on her calves and began the same regular in and out motion that seemed to give. .it was amazing. As she read the words she imagined herself, hertits bound tight and burning a bright purple colour. In the story Tanya hadgiven herself to the abuser and loved the torture she was enduring, she imaginedwelts forming on her ass and thighs where the cane struck her and the strange,huge cocks forcing their way deep inside her, she came right there and then.When Mark finally came home she was waiting, she had hand cuffed herself tothe bed head, naked and blindfolded. There was a. Oh! And worse, what if the room is filled with Aphrodites, all chewing on the ends of their erasers, taunting me, staring directly at my... No, no, no. Don't stir. No stirring! Back vile thing!The average man's mind will process a sexual thought once every eight seconds. So, for a single session lasting one and one half hour, my penis could potentially betray me six hundred thirty times. By the second, that three hundred dollars was looking less and less like easy rent money, and more like hard. One after another, groups of air cars dropped to the ground and disgorged their passengers. They formed up into a wall of robot bodies and surged forward at a rapid pace for a ground attack.The defenders braced themselves for the coming clash. The minefield they charged through took many of the attackers out of action but they pressed on and when they came close enough the defenders opened fire. A wall of beams and shells tore into the charging robots leaving huge gaps in their ranks but still.