Since then, needless to say, no mom’s cunt for me. I had to resort back to masturbation and that too in bathroom. After three days, I became like a ...ungry dog missing his mother’s sweet cunt. I was getting desperate for mom’s cunt and there was never a window of opportunity to get her away from dad! Despite my masturbations, I started getting mad! Desperate situations call for desperate measures! I couldn’t help but to get some sleeping pills the next day to get dad some sound sleep. I. Gabrielle or "Gabby" as she was known to the entire international diplomatic crowd also spoke French with the distinct inflection of upper class Parisian society.The truth was that Gabby was more plebian in her roots. Her mother was a highly paid courtesan much in demand in Rio de Janiero until her accidental death in her early 30s when Gabby was only 5 years old.Gabby went to live with her Grandfather, Oscar de la Renterio, on his huge cattle ranch away from the bright lights and corruption. I smiled as I climbed into the leather seat and raised both my legs into the stirrups, and laid back in a very unladylike fashion, my open crotch was very wet, something this man did not miss.His fastening of the Velcro straps added the spice to the mix, he did them up tight, there was no way I could move, especially when he slid his finger into my asshole.'Semen makes for a good lubrication', he muttered, and I could feel him push all around my anus, especially when he put his other hand on. And still more kept pouring through the light.There was a growing hum on the broadcast and the camera swung from the birds down a level to see swarms of insects launching from the grass into the air, emerging from the woodlands, and coming down from the mountains. Flies, mosquitoes, bees, locusts. Then, from the north came a cloud of bats. The birds, thousands of them now, blocked out the sun as they dove and fed on the insects rising to meet them.Evan slapped at a mosquito. Earth Sister.