So exams are finally over, today is finally done and now I can go home and play and do fuckall till tomorrow. As exhausting as it was I think I did fa...irly well on that test hopefully i’ll pass something for once. At that moment I got hit with something from behind, I turned around to see my best friend running at me in her always ridiculously short clothing. Let me describe her to you, she’s 5’3 brunette decent sized breast, rocking body and great ass. But since I’ve know her most of my life I. Madeline nodded her head timidly, eventhough almost nobody called her anything but Maddy. "How much doyou know about your heritage?"Maddy knew very little except what her brother had told her ofGreat Uncle Joseph's stories, that the Stone family was from asmall town in England, supposedly descended from some nobleman,though she had no idea of his name. She reported this to Mr.Barrows with a little guilt, but Mr. Barrows did not seemsurprised."No need that you should know, Madeline. Your. Back to the hotel, change, down the road to do his exercises for the day, followed by a hot bath, and sit at the desk to work on the house action plan for a little while. He sits there looking at the floor plan for a few minutes because he has a strong feeling something isn’t right about it. But he drew it up from the exact measurements taken on the site.Mort stands up and walks to the window to stand there staring out at the farms and ridge on the other side of the valley. Then he realises. God, he could still scarcely believe it. His mother grinding her cunt up hotly at his uncle's huge cock, her legs wrapped all the way around his back like a couple of animals. Which one of them had started it? His mother probably sure, his mother, who was a slut underneath after all, who couldn't come home for one day without spreading her legs like she'd done the past five years down in Chicago, like she'd done even before that here in Westridge with Hale Bixby and Christ only knew how many.