It wasn't out of fear of her. It was out of fear that she would destroy me if she knew.I took a deep breath and scooted closer to her, resting my hand...on her hip. "What the fuck are you doing?" she hissed."I…" Before I could form a logical sentence in my head, she was on top of me, pinning my wrists above my head. "I wanted to…" You wanted to what?"Her face was dangerously close to mine. "I don't know." Maybe this will help." She lowered her face to mine, stealing my breath in one long fierce. What was wrong with her mom? Her mother was absolutely gorgeous, and Josie looked like a younger version. Josie was seventeen, 5’9, a perfect hourglass, and perky B cup globes. Her voluminous long black hair, grey cat shaped eyes, olive complexion, and cupid's bow mouth gave her an exotic look. After making sure that Cameron left with his whore of the year, she headed for his room. Josie went straight to the camera that she hid in plain sight. Josie gave her mom and Cameron a clock radio last. "Hurry up." He prodded me with the tip of his saber as I pushed my shirt into my breeches."Me," Frances squealed, "I'm not goin' anyplace." Cap'n's waitin' f'you downstairs, ma'm," said the young Redcoat, smiling as the woman scrambled out of bed and pulled on her light robe to an appreciative audience. I sat and looked for my boots while she tied her garment around her and hurried through the door, pushing the riflemen aside, her hair a mess, her chin thrust out. They both smiled as she. Skirt off, he caressed her cuntlips once, and was amazed at how wet she was. He pushed herto a wooden table and forced her to lay down. He reached up,and tore her panties off, exposing her now swollen cunt.It looked so inviting, he bent down and began massagingthe lips with his tongue. This brought her tremendous excitement,as she began manipulating her nipples. She looked down,and noticed he had removed his pants, and his massive cockwas straining against his shorts. He stepped, and slidthem.