" Then, to Liz, I whispered, "Shh. It's okay. It's not like there's any pretext of normality left to save." Brianna licked her lips slowly, then place... the wooden bowl on the large marble coffee table. "Okay, here's the deal, Mom. I'm aching to get off. Again. I'd like to feel your soft lips brushing against my moist folds. You can either tell us that you want to take part, or Frank and I will go elsewhere to have some fun without you." Liz gave my cock a few excited jerks. I could feel her. Michael had always been a solitary creature. Wiser than his years, he spent many a night counseling his uncle (seven years his senior) on the definitions of romance. He spent an equal amount of time with his uncles' love interests, explaining the complexities and meanings of men's seemingly odd behavior. Basically, he was guiding those around him as best he could, trying to help those that he loved.Yet always, he was wondering where his destiny would take him.Destiny, it was a word that haunted. ”“I don’t think the tub’s big enough for two,” said Mandy.“That’s exactly the kind of thing that just kills me,” he groaned.“I’m sorry. I don’t mean to tease you ... it just sort of happens.”“Go take your bath,” he said. “I may take a dip in the stock tank.”“But the water in that is freezing,” she objected.“Precisely,” he said, with a wan smile.Two hours later Mandy finished blow-drying her hair. All she did was comb it out. She was wearing a robe and felt lethargic. There were still some aches. After a long brutal trial I was convicted by an unsympathetic jury and sentenced to fifteen years in prison...In prison I got no sympathy either and the bastards put me in a cell with a huge black whitey hating man who made it his mission to make me his bitch...First he made me suck his cock so huge it was only the head would fit into my mouth then he ****d me and I screamed as his giant black cock invaded my never before fucked asshole it felt like a telephone pole was being rammed up my anus.