“My turn,” Mark said.Cathy relinquished my cock and Mark, to my surprise and pleasure, swallowed me to the root on one go. My brain – and my bal...s – almost exploded at the sensation.“Show-off,” Cathy said.She stood and stripped off her few remaining clothes and pulled my t-shirt over my head. I ran my hand down and cupped her lightly-furred pussy, enjoying the feel of her ginger pubes and shaved lips on my fingertips, as Mark continued to work on my cock.“Mmmm, baby,” she moaned as I leaned. You've seen the scars on Ed. They weren't from accidents. John Carter had even more scars than that. You haven't met the bodyguard for the Reverend, but he's covered in scars."The reminder of his father's scars made her reconsider his assessment of the situation. She hadn't realized that the Reverend had a bodyguard, but it made sense that a religious leader working towards peace among different religions would need one. It dawned on her that William was in much the same position as the. We heard a little sound, and we stopped our action for a minute to check if something is happening.After confirming that it is nothing, I put my hand again and started pressing it and kissing her. I started to feel a few drops of milk on my hand. I licked it from my hand, looking at her. She bit her lips and realized that her boob was almost out. She tried to put it back in.Me: Don’t. I like to drink milk before going to bed. (and started to kiss her bare boob and suck on it. I was about to. It did feel good. This rape was as good as it got, when a son loves his mother. I shook my head. NO! I told myself. I may have to obey Andrew, but I didn’t have to like it or him.This is why mother hadn’t contacted our family since she left. She must have guessed the story. Her daughter had fallen under her son’s control. I got an email from Lila. Mom was doing okay, but she wasn’t able to help her much. That was all it said. I surmised that Lila wanted to do more for Mom, but her son had her.