I state as I run up the stairs pissed off hearing them yell at me I get up stairs walking down the hall feeling my anger boil. How could they hurt me ...ike this? How long have they been doing that shit behind my back? I get to my room and stop for a minute. My hands are still clinched in fist as I look down at my parents bedroom door. I make my way to it placing my right hand upon it feeling tears run down my face as my anger seeps more into my skin. My hand takes a mind of its own and goes back. She stared between her legs. Yes, there was definitely sperm oozing out of her pussy. She knew it was there, of course, and hadn't washed it out in the shower. But now, she wondered whether she should have done so. She thought back to the beginning of the night - the most important night of her young life - prom night.As I got ready for the prom, I tried to decide what to wear. Not my gown, but what to wear under my gown. I was going to the dance with Ron Harris. That was OK, though I wasn't. But I gained my courage and quickly climbed the stairs.There was a small broken window which was located slightly close to the main window. I positioned myself and peeped in. Raghav placed my mom on the bed. He smiled while observing her and he quickly undressed himself.I noticed his dick and I gasped. It was 10-inches. He then climbed on the bed on top of my mom and kissed her lips.Mom was sleepy but somehow, she noticed that it was Raghav who was on top of her.Mom:. I tried again. This time, the beam sprang out, it seemed less powerfully. There wasn't as much lightning surrounding the main beam. It struck the tree where I had pictured and a much smaller explosion blasted the tree off the base. The remainder of the tree had been thrown into the air to land about 5 metres from where it had stood."That was better," Osston said. "You might not want to completely destroy a target. It might be too close to something or somebody you don't want damaged." Yes, this.