”“A common whore who spreads her legs trying to snare young boys!”Slamming his hand down on the table he yelled “Do NOT call her that!”“I ...orbid you from seeing that whore.”He lost it at that point, “She is NOT a whore! Fuck! She is carrying MY child! Your Grand Child! And you better NEVER call her a whore again! You hear me Mother! Never the FUCK again!”His Dad jumped up and yelled, “Henry, calm down, and apologize to your Mother.”“Hell No!” Pointing to his Mother he said, “NOT until she stops. But right now, even though I like you immensely, I'm not in love with you and I don't think you are with me. I am, however, incredibly hot for your body. I can't seem to get enough of you that way and I do like being with you all the time. You often hear that women can't separate love and sex, but that's not really true. At least not always. You once said that you thought I was a girl who liked sex and you were right, even though I've come to like sex a lot more in the last week than I could. “Hand me that,” she said. She was sitting on the floor,right in front of my crotch. She pointed to a wall jackconnection. “And, you need a surge suppressor. I think you got onewhen you bought the computer.”I handed her the wire, and then the surge suppressor, asshe stared at my crotch. Such close proximity caused mycock to jerk and grow even more.She replaced the fuse, and still, sat there between mylegs. “What’s that?” she asked. “The old. " Oh, Mark!" This time it was Pam who spoke up, her voice pleading. "I'm not going to tell on you, or anything! It's just that... I've never seen anyone actually fuck before! Fuck Susie, and let me watch! Please?"He'd never heard Pam use the word 'fuck' before, and that was another surprise. He hadn't even thought she knew what it meant.Susie was getting impatient. Her pussy was juicing, aching to be filled with prick again. She reached down and massaged it, feeling cuntcream spurt onto her.