His father betrayed the Englishman, and left for the Scotland 15 years ago. Bayard really never knew the truth about his mother, nor his family. His f...ther was a coon, the man was a coward. Bayard sighed. ‘What is wrong, son?’ ‘Nothing, m’lord. I’m thinking about my fat–‘ Bayard got interrupted by a loud squeel. ‘PAPA! Colette is bothering me.’ ‘Be quiet, Brianna papa is busy talking to the man.’ ‘Excuse me for a moment Bayard.’ the King got up and walked slowly towards his daughters who was. The shirt split open as the shears tore through the fabric with ease. He pulled it off, leaving her in her bra. The jeans were next, the fabric thicker, but Michael did it as though he had cut the clothes off a girl hundreds of times until she was only in her bra and panties. Michael looked at the wet spot that stained her panties, the wide spread of her legs exposing her arousal. “I’m glad you are anticipating this as much as I am.” He stood next to her head as he disrobed, standing there in. Naturally, I wrapped my arms about her waist which seemed to lock ourselves against the other.She had to reach up on her toes to tell me, across the loudness of the music, "I have not been dancing in years honey!" Mom caught my eye and I could see that she was thinking about something before she again leaned toward my ear, "I don't remember the last time I felt so... sexy."Her use of that word startled me and I turned my head to look into her eyes, her face held an impish embarrassment. Mothers. Maybe it is just what we do when we are on our own, it's always my first thought even in my 30's and in a long term relationship. The internet is always my first port of call. Surfing through various naughty sites, some known to me already, some new. 'Masturbation' is the first search, then maybe 'sex stories', which is how I found Lush. How I found you. Can there really be another woman out there who thinks just like me? Who fantasises about sex with another girl, gets aroused at naked women,.