Slowly but surely, I began to thrust, a little deeper, a little faster, a little harder, until I was pounding her ass balls-deep, spooning her."Grab m...mmy's tits, baby!", she said as I thrust my cock deep in her ass. We were laying on our right side, so I reached around with my left hand and grabbed her huge, heavy left tit, squeezing handfuls, and pinching her nipples, which made her squeal."Fuck it, baby!", she panted. "Fuck mommy's ass! Harder!". At her prompting, I couldn't control myself.. My clothes looked lonely hanging there in that big closet all by themselves.I put on my tan pants, my white t-shirt, and my black flip flops. I check myself in the mirror. I look good, but sad. I have to brighten up pretty quick unless I want to have to go through another emotional talk with my parents.I make sure that I have everything, and then take my bags out into the hall.I turn and go back inside, grabbing my purse and taking one last look around my room.I shut the door behind me, take my. She did justfine getting men's attention to be sure, but as one would expect, shewas always drawn to the bad boy as a desperate attempt to get her fatherback. And like her father did to her mother, they beat and abused herunmercifully.Her current boyfriend was Ted, a violent sociopath of a man if thereever was one. It was standard stuff, he would slap Ann around, and thentell her it would never happen again, and she would buy it. According toAnn, she feared for her very life. Of course. When the others woke from the smell of coffee and bacon, we all gathered around the bear.“If no one wants it, I’d like to keep the hide,” I said.“Yeah go ahead,” Mick said. “We’ve still got those buffalo hides we took during the trip from the farm. You left yours in the cabin when you left.”“I thought someone could use them. Call it a housewarming gift. I’ll get to work on it after we clean up from breakfast.”“I’ll help, Paul. It’ll go faster with two skinners,” Rory offered.“Is it OK if I tie.