The instinct of flight. She would take her son and go! They would run as fast as they could and as far as they could. How they would go, where they wo...ld go, never crossed her mind, only that they leave! Her only thought was to protect her son from this ultimate depravity, but where was he... where was Paul! God only knew what Linda had done to him already!The distraught mother took off running to the only place she knew to look for her son, the Walter's house. They lived almost a half mile. When she finished, she bit her tongue and waited for my reaction. I didn’t utter a single word but kept staring at her.“Are you alright?” she tried to get a reaction from me. I raised my arms and took off my shirt. “My arm pits are not sweaty, will that do honey?” I asked her. She was happy to see my involved and smiled before moving close to my arms. “Do you want me to lick them really?” she asked me with a pinch on my chest. I couldn’t hold longer and pushed her onto bed, removing her gown. I don't know if Pam told you, but this is one thing that Frank could not manage." Fran bubbled as usual as she busied round me. Then as we got into the sanctuary of the hallway and shut the front door, she put her arms round me and gave me a great kiss as a welcome. None of the halfhearted 'air kisses' that seem to have become so popular; this was a full-blooded smacker, mouth to mouth, and, to my surprise, just the merest hint of tongue. Jeez, she had never done that before! In addition,. I could feel the head of his cock circling gently, pressing in slowly. I groaned and forced myself to relax and let my body accept his entry. Another inch. A breath. One more inch. I let out another breath. It wasn’t painful, just slightly uncomfortable. ‘Oh Maddy, you feel so good. Oh that’s it baby girl, take it.’ he breathed into my hair. I felt his body tense as he forced himself to go ever so slowly, an inch at a time until he was fully inside my ass. He lay still for a moment, kissing the.