Alma glanced down at my bandaged leg. It still bled a little, and today’s ride had caused a large red blood spot on the bandage. I soon learned Alma...was not a mild-mannered woman. She had a salty air about her; She shouted, “Captain, you’re not going anywhere”!! I will fix that bandage and draw you a bath or it will fester and you could die. I knew she was right, and I told her I would pay her a dollar for the bath, a meal and a place to sleep in the barn. Well, Alma got some water and drew a. I hate losing control. The only way that I could get my life back was by cutting her from underneath my skin, cleanse myself of her wickedness. I still had two of the five years to go on my probation. I couldn’t get caught. That’s why I came up with taking her over the holiday season. During the winter months, I pretty much shut down the motorcycle shop own. It’s Indiana, icy, snow, not much call for repairs. I let all of the employees go till spring, I run the place myself, just to save. I was really turned on and couldn’t get him out of my head, thinking that sex with someone who wasn’t a complete stranger would be a good way to get into the holiday spirit. The next morning I instantly regretted that decision as I find out he had taken my friend, also single, back to her room for the night. She is a lot slimmer then me and has an amazing body - I was insanely jealous and it only served to build the sexual tension. I made sure to get his attention at the pool by taking my top. He still gripped Mara’s hair, and pulled her along with him as he knelt on Emily's back, as if he intended to mount her from behind. Emily grunted at his weight upon her. Arron pulled Mara’s lips back to his swollen God rod, and she willingly swallowed him whole. It was all she could do to contain him in her throat and not pass out. But she persevered , a master of her craft. She had become Mother for a reason. Arrons hands groped between her legs, his fingers roughly violating her. She.