I was crying and it wasn't an act.Mom whispered in Alfie's ear and he straddled my helpless hips and rubbed his greedy cock up and down my crack like ...t was his private territory. I have to admit it wasn't entirely distasteful but the fact my mom was watching made me feel so guilty that I wanted to scream out my reluctance.A few minutes later, I was watching mom and her new husband humping like teenagers right next to me and admittedly it was a huge turn-on. I was jealous and aroused at the. As she waited, Rachel had time to study the external facade of the building. She had been around enough sets to notice that this was a recent but realistic reconstruction of a real castle in Europe. The builder had taken pains to model it closely with attention to detail.When the doors finally creaked open, she fully expected to be greeted by a uniformed butler. Instead, her eyes fell upon a fragile looking elderly gentleman in his sixties. She could feel his eyes on her as he quickly scanned. He started to talk about his friend Natalie, and how they were so close. He talked about when his dad started beating him. He talked about how he felt and why he is distant. You dont deserve someone like my dad. Im going to end up like my dad and I dont want that for you or your kids. He finished. You dont have to end up like him. You know right from wrong. You are better. I told him. Besides, if you ever hurt my kids, I would whoop your ass so hard. He laughed. I love you. I really do. I fell. ‘Something sexy to open with,’ I thought. ‘It’ll catch the eye and interest of the prurient.’ I sat myself once more before the lap top and commenced: ‘The young, lovely and unsullied Wendy lay upon the bed naked. I let my eyes traverse her beautifully body. The long blonde hair spread like a fan over the pillow, her splendid dark blue eyes, with their look of ineffable pleading, the pert nose and full sensuous lips with the tip of her tongue protruding slightly between them, the long neck.