I impaled her. Her hands snapped shut into tight fists. She drove her face into the mattress and let out a loud and long muffled cry. The instant bur... Good girl," I snarled as I slowly pulled halfway out of her. "Now, fuck my cock and hurt your ass as much as you need to." My words set her off. She felt another orgasm begin to build inside her, and slammed her ass hard against my pelvis. I felt the quivering and clenching of her pussy on my cock, through her ass. "Fuck!" she moaned long and. She was determined to go to my room, so I should make sure she entered the correct room and not accidentally intrude on my sister.Alyssa paused in front of my sister's room. I knew why. Sara and Andy didn't hold back their sounds."Is that your sister?" she asked."And her boyfriend." And they're doing it?" My parents won't be home until after six." Lucky! My mom doesn't work so Alex and I always have to go somewhere else to do it with a boyfriend."I motioned to my open bedroom door. I didn't. I brought him his dinner, sat with him while he watched television. I asked for the magazines I'd given him and tucked them into the drawer before Richard got home.I was distracted throughout the night, tossing and turning, fitful in my sleep, up twice to wander through the darkened house. I was in a strange mood. Thinking about my son being erect in front of Carol like that had sparked something I didn't really like within my psyche, yet I couldn't dampen the excitement it stirred. It was. Pettiness, that’s why you should be a mom? She thought to herself. Frieda was coming over to help paint Val’s right arm. No, let the others be the brood mares. Val would never want to be a mother for the same reasons as her own. Val didn’t cut it and she knew it. She was the kind of woman who had smuggled Frieda out from under a concerned and grieving mother to stay in the sex cult. That had been the decision she had come to. Was deciding not to be a mom the same kind of mistake?“Stop looking.