My pulse was pumping-up my python which I pressed against her.“Jesus! Is that for real?” she murmured.I ran my hand down her back, she shivered, i...pulsively pushing against my cock.“God, your massive,” she swoonedShe looked up into my face and offered me her gorgeous lips: our breath against each other, the only sound. It was another pivotal moment. Should I take advantage of my own mother when she was clearly drunk?I caught her full lower lip gently between my teeth, stretching it and letting. I’ve loved that boy since the day he was born even if I was only four years old then. We’ve had our arguments and we’ve had words, but I’ve never doubted my feelings for him and I don’t think he’s ever doubted his own for me.Later that summer, a few weeks after I’d first encountered Julian trying on my underwear, it seems so long ago but it wasn’t, not really, one hot afternoon under our favorite tree in the backyard I run my fingertips through the splatters of semen on Julian’s tummy. I have. They looked like they were talking business and I found myself wondering which slave this man was interested in. They talked for a few minutes, and perhaps it was because I was watching them out of the corning of my eye and they could tell, but they kept looking over at me. I tried to ignore them and worked on arranging my information and sipping on my second glass of wine for the night. The area we were in was less crowded now than it had been and when Jordy and this man started walking. Well,maybe not, but that's all that could be salvaged before the actualending. You see, his life DID get better after the wedding attempt; butit couldn't be followed through with a tragedy interrupting the happyending (thus ending the happy ending). Oh! Anyway, here's the tragedy."AGH! What's going on!?" A distraught female voice screamed from theTendo residence.We hear someone running hastily on a hardwood floor, which stoppedbriefly when said runner jumped down the stairs. We enter the house.