‘Alright – come in,’ I announce, pulling my key from my pocket. When I had left for the castle, I took my key with me – a force of habit that ...omforted me. I never thought I wold use it again, let alone return to the – save for in the belly of a dragon. I open the door and push my way in. Nightwing follows me in, letting out noises of criticism and observation. ‘So, uh…would you like anything to eat?’ I enter my kitchen, pulling bread and cold cuts from the cupboards as I prepare a meal for. I watched.Was it sexy? Oh, yeah, my mom is petite, forty-five and she's taken good care of herself, though genes, I'm sure, have helped. She has a younger sister, my Aunt Jean, who is gorgeous in a bikini and my mom looked pretty good from behind as she did my dad. I could even get a glimpse of the side of her breast as she rocked up and down on Dad and, well, she sure looked nice from where I was.Yes, it might have been my parents but I had a hard-on you wouldn't believe.Then, I really don't. ” “Em, when I sit at that window I’m normally working on a CAD drawing. Yes, I can see but I don’t peek. What’s up, are you interested in her?” “A little,” she said taking another puff from her cigarette. She looked away again before adding. “Usually when you say that you’re very interested.” “Alright, she’s really cute. But she’s probably straight.” I poured myself a bit more wine so I wouldn’t have to say anything. “You should go to the party next weekend,” Emily suggested. “I could. "No, not alright. Say I am right that you are a prostitute and look into my camera when you say it." I am a prostitute, okay?" And then onto the camera, "I am fucking you for money, like a hooker. Is that what you want to hear?"And he said the filthiest thing to her, so insulting as I watched her take his thick cock in her little hand and push it into the sloppy wet folds of her pussy, nudging her swollen clit. He said, "I'm going to get my money's worth out of you tonight! Now sink that twat.