“You always wished you could see your mother. You always wished you could go back in time and talk to her. I have a spell in one of my books that ...ould allow you to do that,” she said, bouncing on the bed beside Bethany. “What kind of spell?” Beth asked suspiciously. “Well how many fucking spells do you know? You tell me and I’ll tell you if it’s one of them.” “Humor the cripple.” “Well, you know how your spirit is supposed to be in your nervous system? Some people believe that your nervous. He turned on me swinging his leg over. We were ass to ass and he was not coming out of me anytime soon. As the dog pumped me full I could hear Pedro and Caroline still going at it. The Cuban guy was really pumping her and Caroline was begging for more. I thought I heard her ask for something but I couldn't quite make it out. Then Pedro pulled his huge cock out of his girlfriend. It was glistening with her juice and the dog’s cum. The black man placed the head of his cock against Caroline's. “I can’t do it here….It is your dad’s bed……It cannot be the seat of sin” She pleaded, tears in her eyes.Anger rose inside me. She cannot make a fool of me the way she had done in the evening by slapping me on the face. I lifted the hand that was caressing her ass and hit it down hard on mother’s bare ass.“Noooooo you b**st…you dog….we cannot do it. You motherfucker, I am your mother.I slapped her harder on that beautiful ass. Her bottom was quivering from the blow; and I could see the pink mark. I wrapped my arms around his neck and ran my fingers through his hair. ‘I didn’t expect this,’ I whispered. His only response was to push deep inside of me and I gasped as he pulled back to the very tip and sink deep inside me again. ‘Look at me,’ he commanded. I opened my eyes. ‘This is what I wanted in the bookstore. You are so full of energy. I want you to give it to me,’ he said against my lips. ‘Yessssssss,’ I whispered. His hips pulled back and he pounded me hard with his cock. I.