I started to think if I should be like that, I would do any thing for my son.The next day he went to school and I pulled a sickie from work and went s...raight on to his computer, I sat watching all his clips over and over again, I was getting sexually turned on watching these young big cocks getting their mothers excited.I’ve might not of has sex for years but I listen to the women at work talking about being turn on with sex and now I know what they are talking about. The more I watch the more. ’ At the words High Reach, the man stiffened, and the stroking hand stopped its damnable action. Behind her, the words came out as a soft hiss, ‘What message to Father Remarkus?’ ‘That is between me, and the Father himself, and none of your concern, ruffian.’ ‘Ruffian?’ he chuckled, ‘I haven’t been called a ruffian since I was eight years old and caught stealing sweetmeats from the kitchen staff…but that is a story for another day. Do you know Father Remarkus, young lady?’ The hand once again. He returned to his rapid fire."Mark, are we being infiltrated?" Not yet," said Mark, who spoke as he continued his rapid fire. "It's just that there are so many easy targets in the dark shadows of the camp. The warriors have come out of the tents and are standing around looking confused and not knowing what to do. They don't even realize they're in danger. They don't even see their comrades falling. This is almost too easy." Mark popped out his empty magazine, inserted his third clip and. I still had a nude picture of her on my phone and showed it to him. I was getting drunk and high, normally I would never show such a picture to someone else. "Why don't we ask her to come over," Josh asked me, "she lives nearby and you guys are still friends, right?" "Sure, you go ask her," I said him, "all fine with me." I wasn't really feeling for it but didn't mind either. Linda texted Josh back that she was gonna be there around 11.30pm. Josh and I decided to take another line of cocaine.