'He handed me the cheque. I looked at it without understanding fullywhat was going on here.I cleared my throat and said, 'But Mums will, she left me s...mething inthat didn't she?''No, when we were married, the will was changed.''Who gets my dad's money?''It wasn't your dad's money, it was your mum's and she decided when wemarried that I should be the main beneficiary.'I should have said something. I should have shouted at him, punchedhim, done something, but I didn't.I got up and walked out. Out. Getting up and walking into the kitchen when I really don’t want anything. Unable to focus on anything on TV nor to hold any thought in my head. I am going back to visit you and…I can't tell whether I am excited or scared or both. I came home with a sore bottom and a warm feeling last time. I was sobbing when you lifted me off your knee and led me so gently to your room. You placed such gentle little kisses on my cheeks and my lips and on my chest as I stood there; flushed and wet with tears.. He pressed his finger in deep. "Go in and out with your finger and finger fuck me." Her son was doing a good job fingering the mom. "Now add more fingers to mommy's pussy and keep fucking me." Soon her son had three fingers in her fucking her pussy. "Now harder. Fuck me harder." He used all his male power and finger fucked her hard and deep. He pounded his mom's pussy as she came time after time. His fingers were soaked with his mom's cum. "Did you like fucking mommy's pussy with your fingers?". I looked at her. "I have a little brother, Jimmy. He's 12. He has asthma-I mean bad asthma. It restricts a lot of things he can do, he has to carry around a puffer all the time, he can't keep up with the other kids much. He gets teased about it. And he has vicious attacks. A couple years ago, I was 15, he was 10-I was babysitting him and my sister, who was like 8 at the time. He went into an attack like you wouldn't believe. There I was, dialing 911 and frantically trying to get my little.