He means everything to me; the only other person who come close, other than my son, is you.” Rachel tried to react calmly to Karen’s words. Howev...r, Rachel’s head was now spinning. “Did Karen just say what I think she said,” Rachel thought to herself. “Does that mean ...” Her thoughts were interrupted when Karen gave Rachel a chaste kiss on the cheek. “I’m sorry about being so theatrical,” Karen said staring to get herself back together. “I was shocked that Doug had included those intimate. She took great care in nursing on his dick. As she delivered the wet blow job, the man was writhe with pleasure. Hugo threw off the comforter and smiled broadly. His angular features and hazel eyes studied the vixen before him. “Come here, beautiful,” he beckoned. She moved toward him. He ran his fingers through her short, relaxed hair and down to her full breasts. He cupped them and massaged them gently. It made her coo. “I want you,” he announced. He turned her on her stomach and smacked her. .only if Uncle Eric was available, and that was also only if he (I) agreed. (I could never refuse Wendy.)It was a beautiful day. There were plenty of boys sniffing around, so to speak, (that's why she wasn't allowed to be 'sans adult') and they all had a great day, playing around in the pool.Unfortunately for me, I got to see a lot, and I mean a lot, of feeling up among stolen kisses and long, leering looks. The boys were 'me', but they were still sixteenish. Their excited bodies were. He saw everyone as his enemy. He had no friends at school. All his close family members lived far away. He would only see them during the festive season. All he had was his mother, which he adored. His father, just the sight of him made him sick.Max was thirteen years old when all the abusing had become too much. It was near the end of October. When one evening his mother came home one hour late, as she went to Hamleys in Regent Street to pick up a gift for her son. She was unable to take him.