Bobby Branch was used to seeing his father throw his mother down and fuck her in front of him and his two sisters as he was growing up. His father see...ed to enjoy humiliating his mother in front of her children and Bobby learned to enjoy humiliating females too. His father often pushed Bobby's mother over the back of the couch Bobby and his sisters were sitting on while watching TV. Sometime he would tear her blouse open so her tits would sway and swing under her while he pounded into her.. It was half time and people were making their way to the bar and the bathrooms. George and Natalia sat at their table making casual chit chat and watching the people mill about. Then the game started again and everybody made their way back to their tables. The hand returned.A couple of minutes into the second half George felt a tight squeeze on his cock. He looked over at Natalia and followed her gaze to the front door of the pub. A man had just walked in. The stranger did a double take, as. It never did operate like telepathy; the Harbingers had tried several times to use it in that manner without success. Only the emotions associated with thought would come across. Cassie was hoping that now.Please, Jason, I beg of you, if you have not already enslaved your mother, please stop. Please hold off. Please.Jason watched his mother's head bob on his cock, panting softly in excitement. He smiled and mentally nudged her. She uttered a short gasp and squirmed, moaning through her nose as. Then he activated and gently pushed the jersey up past the white panties. And that sight stalled him.“Girl, my goodness.”They were gorgeous. Pure white and fit that little girl like a kid glove.So what’d she do?Wiggled it.I think he cried out. One of us did, I know that.“Take them down, Tommy. I want you to see me, sweetheart.”“I-don’t-know.”She has two dimples just above the panty line, about six inches apart. So, you know what “John Shaft” did?He bent and kissed each dimple. He knew!“You like.