“Can I have that drink, now?”“Sure,” said Bobby, calmly.Eric didn’t use the glass. He took a long slug straight from the bottle.“Easy ther..., hero,” I said. “I don’t need you getting wasted.”“Just fuck me to tears,” he sighed.“Does everybody in the army want to fornicate all the time?” asked Bobby.Bobby was asleep. We had gone back to the motel, picking up a package of CO2 canisters along the way and shown Gator the BB gun thing. Gator had thrown things at him as well. Making the shields had. ***It took almost ten minutes for Keith to negotiate his way down to the floor of the narrow canyon. During the descent he wondered if it wouldn't be better to just let go and fall next to Cynthia. At least it would spare him from what was to come. His mother was no longer crying when he reached the ground. Her tears had been replaced by a stoic, expressionless stare. Keith felt sick about what had happened to his sister, but he was now frightened of his mother. He knew there would be no. His cock is slick with her saliva and he wonders what may be next. He wants that tight ass. He watches her as she straddles his legs. He gets his wish and she slowly slides down on his cock. He can feel her warmth all around his cock. She slowly slides up and down on his cock moaning with the pleasure she as well as he is receiving. She watches his face and sees that he is enjoying his fucking. Slowly she rides up and down. She plays with her clit making the pleasure even more intense. Her ass. I awaited what would come next as I refastened my garters. Chandra seemed to be considering her options."Mommy, can I..." I don't mean to interrupt, Sweetie," I said over my shoulder, "but you can do absolutely anything you want. You're in charge of Mommy now."A few seconds later I heard the rustling of material and a little movement on the bed behind me."O.K., Mommy," Chandra then said. "Bend over for me." How far, Baby?" Just to where your hands are on your knees. That's far enough for.