“Don’t you dare cum! I want that same thing as the other day. I want you splashing your seed all over the walls of my pussy and flooding me with...your seed!” She said quietly with deliberate menace. Her stare was like a focused laser drilling into my skull. My eyes slowly lowered and drifted past the red lips and pristine white teeth behind them. I traced the lines of her long neck and roamed the expanse of creamy white goodness that fell away down her chest before swelling so. Could she do it? Did she dare? Lilly was already looking uncomfortable. No. It's too risky. But then Clair dived in anyway. She grabbed at her daughter's panties hungrily. "Arg, mom! What are you doing?" "There's still more I have to shave." "Mom, that's disgusting!" "No, what's disgusting is you not taking care of. Now you are my daughter, and no daughter of mine is going to go walking around with a hairy monster in her pants, so take off your underwear and shut up!" Surprisingly, Clair's. I called a company that hauled cars for Warren and asked if he could haul three cars down to Taylor for us from the Dallas Area. I mentioned that he had hauled some cars for Warren and he said sure. The movers were scheduled for Wednesday, so we moved to a motel down the street from us and we lived out of a suitcase for two days. It was nothing we hadn't done before, so it was no big deal. The movers came bright and early Wednesday morning and their packers were the first to arrive. They went. Karen had been fiercely protective of her brother when he was a youngster. She had even once taken on the neighborhood bully to protect him, a boy considerably bigger than she. Their roles reversed when Robby hit puberty at thirteen. Now, he was the protector and comforter. Louise knew that if Jason Oliver showed up at their house, he would be in for some serious trouble, even if her husband were not around. Laura made a bee-line straight to the Davis’ house when she arrived home from work. She.