“I’ll do what ever you want, just don’t hurt me anymore. Please, I’lllet you do what you want and then you can live together, I promise, I’...l forget everything.”“ Please don’t hurt me.” “Hannah, I am your Mom. Jim, I have known you for 20 years.”“Please. Please.”“Ok, lets see what you can do.” Laughed Jim, looking down at the pathetic begging bitch.“Yea MOM, get down on it.” Chimed in Hannah.Hannah pulled off her shorts and panties. She found an old pillow, plopped her butt downand spread. "Can you forgive me?" Bemariq asked.Though my eyes were bleary, I said: "Yes. You got your punishment forwanton behaviour." Another lump appeared to my throat. "But if youfeel... If you feel you need a r-real woman--" No! No. It was not like that." Bemariq's arms crushed me against him."She made herself enticing, and I foolishly assumed I was in control.That little peck didn't seem like anything at the moment." He brushed myhair. "You are the only girl for me."I pressed myself against him and. She stepped toward the nearest one, legs bent and back arched as though she was a giant peacock, her fingers spread behind her and her chest displayed proudly. In her mind, she created the image of the hungry raptor biting off her proffered breasts instead of going for the neck as they usually did during an attack, and cast it into the tiny mind of the beast before her.Somehow, the raptor understood that this prey wasn’t going to run and was, instead, offering itself as a meal. Instead of. He props her up on to the counter level with the top of his hips he feels a little life return to his genitals. He starts unbuttoning his silk dress shirt she stole the night before; reveling her plentiful besom and smooth skin.Marcus Thinks to Himself, "about the beauty of his women and the dirty things hes being pondering to do to her."She bites his bottom lips in anticipation whats about to happen. She shimmy his boxer-briefs down a bit revealing his mostly erect penis, she grabs the shaft.