"Market day?" She looked at him. "A special day?"He shrugged. "Sort of, I guess." He said. "We have it every week on this day."She smiled. "Will we be...going to market?" Yes, after we go by my home." He replied, then a moment later, pointed off the road at a small house set back among some trees. "And we're there."She gasped and looked down the foot path. The grass in front was tall and lush, and the trees around it thick and heavy. "It is lovely." She said. She examined the house, another. She didn't care anymore. "Fuck me anywhere, David!" She was practically shouting within the small triangular fore cabin. Her son rotated his finger within her ass hole and she quickly added, "Fuck my ass baby, is that what you want? Fuck my tight ass hole and make me scream."Calmly, with the smile which could almost be heard in his voice, David asked, "But what is it you want, mother dearest?" All I want is your cock!" She groaned out when he took a long lick from the edge of his invading. " Your tongue moves to my cunt and my juice starts to flow as you lick. Deeper and deeper you go. Now I feel your fingers in me as you lick like a hungry a****l. The spanking has you so hot you are all fingers and mouth. Sucking and licking till you get what you want."Ohhhh! Eat me slave. EAT ME!!!"My orgasm slows and you are licking the juice from inside my legs. I raise my leg and put my foot on the bench. You lick the wetness from my ass cheeks and your tongue finds my ass hole. "Yessss. He stewed silently."How do we contact him?" I call a pay phone."She looked incredulous. "A guy who waits around for a call on a pay phone doesn't sound like someone who can help us." He doesn't answer it. Calling is enough. He'll know. Trust me. I reached out to him once before. And he helped me when I was backed into a corner. I can't swear he's a good guy. In fact, I doubt he is. But ... it's all I've got, Marcus." She rested a hand on his shoulder, her eyes on Tamara. "You can't keep.