.. let's play.” His touch gets more insistent. His breath is hot. “Here are the rules: You move, you make a single sound,” his voice drops to a ...raspy whisper, “and I'll stop immediately.”I let my eyes fall shut, and the input from my other senses seems to grow stronger – his smell, the warmth radiating from him, the pressure of his palm against my back and his sheer closeness – so much so that I have to open my eyes again. I bite back a sound that's bubbling up my throat and I still don't move.. I wanted to fly VFR directly to the coast to avoid the St. Pete/Clearwater landing pattern. I informed the tower there of my altitude and direction of travel as we approached that area. I was given the green light and went to the coast.I told Janet, "Watch along the coast and see if you can identify where we are and where your parents' house is. You notice that a lot of these houses have pads on top of either the house or the garage."Janet grabbed my arm and pointed at the top of a huge – mega. She sat on the sofa waiting for the president. He came, saw my mother with wide eyes looking at her beautiful sensational sexy womanness. Mother sat next to him on the sofa, her long braid onto the front. He could not control, despite my presence, he hugged mother. Mother asked me to go out and play. I came out of the hall, but didn’t go out, went around the side of the house, positioned myself at the window. The president was hugging mother tightly. It seems he was in great urgency.He. When Jamal would tease her and make her beg for his BBC she would cum repeatedly when he finally fucked her. Even more so when Jamal would make me watch him degrade her, taunting me to try stop him from treating her like a whore wanting to be bred by his BBC. I lost count of how many times he forced her to tell me how she loved his BBC and that my cock could never compare to his. It got to the point that he did not even have to make her tell me, she began doing it on her own while he pumped.