Then she went limp. She was done and she was complete. I sat up and looked at her, defeated. She smiled contently. However, this wasn't over. I wanted...to be pleased as much as she was. I pulled her up and threw her onto her knees. She looked at me begging for more but her body was still shaking. Could she take any more? I wasn't going to ask that, I was just going to test my new fuck toy in every possible way.I caressed her hair pulling her head back and making eye contact. I whispered "You're. .. Oh..." The woman whimpered, but her son never stopped. His mouth and hands were on her chest as he kneaded and sucked out his mother's dark desires.Ryan could see the woman's willpower had weakened as her son ravaged her exposed flesh. Her hands touched his head and her fingers stroked through his hair. Her body moved closer and closer to his until their bodies melded together."Oh.. It's been so long." the mother said, as her breathing heaved and light whimpers escaped her lips.The old man. She alluded to Audra Rikardson’s insufficiencies, and after a year of marriage, Frank was ready to believe that his daughter was headed down the same path as her tragic mother. ‘What do you think we should do with her, Dora?’ he asked, finally, trusting that his clever wife would have a solution. ‘Private boarding school,’ replied Alayne’s stepmother. ‘I know just the place.’ As she stared out the windows of the car now, Alayne’s senses began to sting as the queerly numb feeling began to. I couldn't help reflecting how much more he would have contributed to the nation in a useful trade; manufacturing or construction, say.I had found his choice of wife somewhat curious. At first I had thought that he had chosen her purely for her physical attributes and the fact that she was named for the hero of Trafalgar (How different history might have been if that musket ball had not missed Nelson. Poor Hardy! How would things have been if the Admiral had died and Hardy had survived the.