”“Frankie…”“Mom would be so crushed if she were to find out. And, oh my God, she’s coming home today.” Frankie covered her mouth.“Don�...�t worry.” Bill extended a palm. “My guy called when you were asleep. Everything’s been taken care of.”“Great.”“Listen, kid, I get what you’re saying. Maybe, you’re right. This has gone too far.”“I’m sorry. So, so sorry.” Frankie disappeared into the bathroom.“Yeah. Me too,” Bill murmured.“We have to pick up Plan B on the way for mom,” she shouted through the. She raised her own volume to match his. “HOW DARE YOU, YOU MOTHER-FUCKING SON OF A BITCH! I'M YOUR MOTHER, AND YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO TALK TO ME THAT WAY. YEAH, I'VE SEEN YOUR DORK DOZENS OF TIMES – WHEN IT WAS LITTLE. BUT YOU GOT A FULL-SIZE DICK NOW, AND YOU'RE A REAL PRICK TOO! YOU GOT MIGHTY BIG BALLS TO EXPOSE MY BOOBS AND MAKE SUCH AN INDECENT SUGGESTION. I BET YOU'RE NOT MAN ENOUGH TO, EVEN IF I ALLOWED YOU TO DO SUCH A DIRTY THING TO YOUR OLD LADY. And Dawn used both hands to push. .." The incubus’s eyes regarded her with quiet disgust. He eyed her ears and tail and if he had the strength, he would have shuddered and turned away. For a creature with a human body to possess wolf ears and a tail — it was the height of wickedness; an act of blatant sin on God’s holy earth. There were so many things he wanted to tell her. He wanted to tell her to go to hell; he wanted to tell her that he would have rather died than be saved by a wolf girl. But he did not have the strength. Debbie needn't have worried - she tasted divine - squealing each time my tongue entered her arse.Then her mum, Angela, walked back in from the kitchen carrying a tray of 3 glasses of orange juice, with a piled up plate of toast and marmalade.She looked utterly fuckable with her tousled dark hair, huge dark eyes and hardening dark nipples spilling out of a pyjama top that failed to reach her real pubic triangle.She slipped back into bed beside us, taking a firm grasp on my erection before.