"It sounded like it was right next door."I kept on going and he fell in beside me. When we got to the Kent wagon, I could see where the shot came from... George Kent was standing there with his single shot pistol in his hand. It was pointed down at the ground. Kent looked like he'd been hit with a sledge hammer.Abe Wilkes was lying on the ground in front of George. There was a double bitted axe laying under his right hand. Wilkes was as dead as yesterday's campfire."What happened, George?" I. But she insisted me and took initiative by giving blowjob and then I slowly entered my dick inside… It was an awesome feeling .. She was making all sorts of moaning and great expressions which fueled me to increase and decrease the pace of fucking. First I fucked her in such a way that I was on leaning like missionary style and pushing me to her body that I felt as if she was wanted the whole dick to go inside her pussy . When my dick goes in … Moaning made me crazy … After some time I felt she. . She came out in two mins without the dress changed and went fast to meet mom! I wen inside to check out! WoW! It was her panty! I took that and I was smelling…As mom didn’t call her she came upstairs fast and saw me with her panty and pretend as if she didn’t notice and asked me to move out! I came out! She came to kno about the lust I had on her! Form then she used to give me a strange smile! Which gave me a good motivation to move on to my mom!I had no idea about mom! I didn’t know what to. . So I want to teach hiim a lesson!” The way she says it suggests that she’s really pissed-off at her son. The accent is slight, and her English very good – with only occasional clues that it’s her second language.We cut to a shot of our host standing opposite her, leaning against the counter as he interviews her, never really looking convinced by what she has to say. “Alright then, Marianna ... Tell us why this is all about your son...”She almost sighs her comments in a resigned manner that.