Rebelling, being the same snot nosed brat he could often be. Still, hewas my son, and warm feelings flooded in about him. Funny, I thought. Butthen I ...igured I now had maternal feelings. I remembered being pregnantwith him, nursing him, helping him .... STOP! I screamed at myself. Thoseare all memories manufactured by the spell. I could stop the memories,but my warm feelings for him were unchanged. And I was so proud of howJessica was turning into a young woman. Then again, I'd felt that. We decided it was a good time to eat and headed back over to Paynesville and find the restaurant recommended to me by the tourist information ladies in Bairnsdale.'Charlies' was all that it was recommended to be the food was excellent and they had a good wine cellar the décor was all silent movie posters hence the 'Charlie' was Charlie Chaplin. A pleasant two hours was spent there and perhaps a little more wine drunk than should have been by two of the party, on the way back to Lakes Entrance. If she were honest, since its beginning. She'd been an anal slut for her ex-husband for nearly the whole of their relationship. She'd always had issues with her vagina and her cycles and anal was a practical solution. She had wanted Brad to fuck her anally forever before he actually plucked up the courage to do it properly and forcefully. He'd fantasized with her about it as they had sex during some of the dirty talk they engaged in. She pretended to be a rookie without much experience. . tell me what you want honey," he whispered low in her ear. He reached down between her legs and slipped two fingers up inside her, splitting them apart and capturing her clit between them. As he slid his fingers in and out of her very wet pussy, he rubbed and teased her swollen clit."Now tell me what you want, Ruth..." he whispered again."I want you to fuck me, William, please fuck me!" she said. This was quite a switch for Ruth– ordinarily, it is the guy who is asking to fuck her. But then,.