In a sense I'd come full circle; my screams and cries and desperate efforts to keep up showed a respect, a submission that no smile or curtsey or hone...ed 'yes, sir' could ever convey.My head was spinning, my vision filled with sparkling dots, and I felt like my limbs were about to go limp like some cut-down puppet. I didn't know how I was hanging on, how I found the breath to kiss Mrs. Stanton, how I found the strength to ride Mr. Stanton without getting thrown off by the thrusts of his. John looked at his mother like she was talking out of her mind, she went on to tell me about how my father had taken control of george and made him his cum slut.She went on to tell me that george was once shiri's boyfriend and, my dad came home one day and caught them fucking shiri was calling out (john, john, john, fuck me john)well my dad came to the bed and george looked at my father and he had fear in his eye's, well mom told me that dad told george to move over so he could fuck his slut,. Suddenly, he releases his cock, raising his ass off the seat and shoots 3 streams of cum, one that lands on the seat next to me. After a couple of minutes, the young guy takes the black guys cock out of his mouth, stands up, pulls up his pants and heads for the exit next to the screen. I look back at the black guy, and he just laughs.Now I'm rock hard, and realize it's from watching this guy jerk and suck, not from the movie. Something about the openness of it all, and realizing everyone is. He smelled…deer, a wounded one, and the hunt was on. He loped off easily, filled with excitement of knowing he was to eat well.He came out into a meadow and saw it, limping badly from a poorly shot crossbow bolt in it’s hip.He guessed that it had been shot and ran and that the hunters had likely given up.He was yet inexperienced in the ways of the wolf.He coiled and released, in several bounds and a final leap, he took the stag in the throat. He whipped around with the deer in a iron jaw grip.