He was actually sweating. Most of the parking tickets he'd been hlding were fluttering to the ground, except for the ones crushed in his shaking hand...."Look down" Frank hissed. I did, and I was amazed -- Dexter had a sudden raging hardon; it must have popped up suddenly in response to... err... something he saw. With a sudden evil glee and an even hotter tingle in my pussy, I asked myself if I had any idea what could possibly have caused that... I thought I did."Okay -- here's the deal," Frank. Turning to the side, I admired how far my breasts stuck out in front of me and how far my round ass stuck out behind. I was my son’s personal porn star; his fuck-thing to drain his semen into, his penis’ loving mommy, and his dutiful girlfriend. I reached for my blouse to put it back on and left it unbuttoned, exposing my bare breasts, and walked back towards the kitchen.Coming back into the kitchen, I grabbed my large water bottle, walked up beside him, and rubbed his back, inspecting what. Yet, there was something about her that made me feel oddly warm inside.““I’m certain that this storm may continue for some days. You have no fire and hardly any means to start one, now. So, I can’t see any other way than to continue moving towards my place.””““Some of us are cold and exhausted - and that goes also with one or two of the horses.””““I have some extra clothes with me and my horse can carry two of your group. That gives some rest to two of your horses.””““How about you?””““I’m. The junkie babysitter came in to help her to the bathroom and into the shower. She never left Ginger alone and never allowed her any privacy. At the end of their first meeting she forced Ginger to perform oral sex on her. They had placed a dog type choke collar around her neck.Ginger was always within a couple of inches from having her oxygen cut off. That, I felt, might be the worst torture of all. There was always the threat of an agonizing death near at hand. The junkie babysitter held the.