You think you can defang our past – remove everything that made it sharp and hard and power. But humanity is not a coddled pet that you could render...impotent. We are built on generations of struggle, conflict, the Manichean battle between good and between evil...” He spread his hands wide. “Between good, honest, Aryan people, and the corruptive forces of Marxism, anarchism, decadence...”“Sir.”“You think that a petty monarchy can stand against such forces? You, yourself, are already corrupted by. I will find every chance I can to get myself off just so I don’t go rape my husband. It’s days like that when I really want to see Ray again. Here’s my story. My favorite day-dream of Ray, told as of the day after. I was horny and frustrated. My children were with their grandparents so I went for a walk. I love hiking, but I wasn’t going to go too far. I have a bum knee and didn’t want to hurt it again. I was out about a. "Oh girls, I'm sorry, I needed that so badly, and I need you to do the same to me again now, but what are you holding your phones for?" We've got some nice pictures here we want to show you Miss, have a look." Mmm, I'd love to." I said expecting more pictures of the lovely big cocks they had showed me before.Here Miss, have a look at these first."Amy said, and showed me her phone. I could hardly believe my eyes. it wasn't a cock I was looking, but my own pussy, and the picture clearly showed. I will make sure to get her plenty "Time to make your son dinner." I told her. "Yes Brian." ———I went to put on clothes as she, humiliated, went downstairs. Dinner was quite nice. Cooked in the newly cleaned stove. After dinner she sits on the couch while I set up the tv. "Spread your legs." I order her. She dutifully complies. I enjoy the opportunity to glance over at my mother, legs obscenely spread, from behind the entertainment center as I work. Soon we are watching some sitcoms. My hands.