A cult, naturally. Smaller even than those motley saffron chanters, the Hare Krishna wing nuts. Somewhere a mother’s heart is breaking.The Creed was... born in the Midwest. Minneapolis. Not, for a change, California. They had an amateurish web page and their beliefs were cartoonish. End days. Something about phases of the moon. Prognostications, none of them pleasant. Throwing off the Yoke of Capitalism. Overthrowing the Oppressive Establishment. A lot of capital letters and exclamation. If anything, he seemed angry too."What do you have to say for yourself?" Janet put her hands on her hips and glowered at him, as if he were a baby again and she was scolding him for spilling his cereal. "How dare you--" Cut the shit, Mom." Mike said dryly. "I know you fucked Tony too!"This accusation seemed to knock all the wind out of Janet's sails. Anger faded from her face, replaced by a kind of nervousness. She took a step back, her tits heaving under her dress as she looked anxiously. I’ll tell you the same thing I told him. Not in a million years.”“But you can’t get pregnant that way.” Despite the continued argument, Daniel gave up and eased his dick into her pussy from behind as she glared at him over her shoulder. Her expression softened as he slid into her.“You’d kill me with that thing, Danny.” She turned her head back and stared down at his blanket again. “That feels good, pumpkin. Just do that and pull ... ooohhhhh ... out at the end. Okay?”“Sure, Mom.” Daniel got a. 00 for Anal. I could here the sound of money exchanging hands and the guys telling him what they wanted , i did hear a few hey mate here is $250.00 i want to slam some Anal tonight, The first guy came in to the room, My husband and i discussed that he would stamp there hand with a black pen for Pussy and red for Anal this way i knew what they paid for and that was only what they would get… The first guy came in and I said hi, he was a little nervous but when he saw me bent over in my short.