Yes you bastard, yes… I thought about doing more baby.”Slap!!!“you thought about me fucking you in the ass didn’t you?”Slap!!!“answer me m...m… You thought about your son fucking you in your ass didn’t you, you dirty whore?”Slap!!!“yes son yes… Mommy thought about you fucking me in my ass!!!”Slap!!!“you shameless slut, you’re going to get it now… Just look at you, you horny fuck… You’re letting your son do all kinds of nasty things to you and you’re enjoying it aren’t you?”Slap!!!“baby, mommy. During the day he seemed more interested in just dumping his seed as fastas possible. He always just hammered away at my ass or mouth until heunloaded. He hardly ever even thanked me. At night when he used me, it wasalways slow and easy. Even when we 69 each other it was really good.This went on for a bout a week. A big storm came over the mountains and itrained buckets for almost two days straight. For those two days I wasvirtual prisoner to his cock. I am sure he used me at least 20 times in. Normally the door of the bathroom was latched from inside from my parents side of the room while our door was kind of close but not latched. In those days when there was no tv etc people used to have early dinner and sleep early by 8.30-9.00 and get up early as men needed to go to their factory early. I distinctly remember it was a Saturday night and in those day the weekly off for the factory employees used to be only on Sunday. Like any other day we had gone to sleep at our regular time – me. ’ ‘That’s cool,’ said Alan offhandedly. ‘As to your question, we do a good deal of research when recruiting for faculty. We do so slowly and painstakingly. We can take our time with it due to the fact that we almost never have a vacancy in the staff. When people come to work with us they tend to stay here for the balance of their careers,’ Wilton explained proudly. ‘So, you’re recruiting me because someone is retiring?’ Alan asked. ‘Precisely,’ said Wilton, ‘Very perceptive. I’m certain that.