Heaven slowly faded, and while my pussy felt satisfied, a shameful feeling took over, and I laid there curled in the fetal position regretting what I ...ad just done. After a few minutes of tormenting myself for dreaming about my son fucking me my pussy twitched again. "Not again!" I groaned aloud. All the hating myself for dreaming about my sons cock has made me horny again, because I was thinking about my son's cock! I knew my pussy wouldn't be satisfied without a proper pounding but there were. Only Gwen would think that having one can for every two days meant that she needed help.“Why, thank you. There’s no rule, you know, that you can’t have beer in the house when he’s here. I have hard stuff.”“But you don’t drink it when he’s around.” Tim must have told her, which means that she had to have asked. Not drinking is something that kids don’t notice. Hell! When was the last time that you noticed someone not doing something?“Well, no. I prefer to drink with somebody. Somehow, sharing a. I’d have to do better. A little out, a little in.You cowardly pussy. That won’t do it. Breathe, goddamn you!More air out. More air in. If I wasn’t dead yet, I wasn’t about to die now. With a shuddering gasp I released all the air in my lungs and sucked it back. The pain shot through my chest in waves. I sobbed the air in and out now.Open your eyes, you cowardly bastard! I can’t. You have to. Open them up!I got my eyes open in slits that admitted enough dull glow to know that I could see light. " This got the expected laughter. If you only knew the truth, you'd know I was laughing at you instead, Chief. A girl's got to have some secrets, though, and both Kostowe and Rudolfs are keeping mine."Anyway, Chief, I'd just as soon not work on Thanksgiving weekend or the weekend before Christmas, also. The week after, I need to drive the boat down to ... wherever it is we're taking her first."Chief Vales nodded. "Current money's on Honduras, Collins. No way are we going into El Salvador,.