But what struck everybody was his extreme resemblance to the portrait Debray had drawn. The count advanced, smiling, into the centre of the room, and ...pproached Albert, who hastened towards him holding out his hand in a ceremonial manner. "Punctuality," said Monte Cristo, "is the politeness of kings, according to one of your sovereigns, I think; but it is not the same with travellers. However, I hope you will excuse the two or three seconds I am behindhand; five hundred leagues are not to be. We all layed on the bed naked as I rubed dads cock until it was hard and Carole started to lick my pussy, dad got up and moved round the back putting his cock into Carole grabbing her hips he fucked her hard making her cum and making me cum as well with her tounge he groaned and emptied his load into Caroles pussy as she moaned saying it was enough to fill her right up, Carole got of and dad knelt inbetween my legs licking my sweet pussy as he expertly moved his tounge around inside me, I was. He lifted the latch and started the flood.Pyewacket needed to slow down the watch mainspring unwinding before it hit the end of the coil and broke off the little slot that kept the spring in place. Pye became the winder gear's two finger squeeze that kept the spring on track.When technology passes the point where Joe Blow can understand how it works ... it's magic. Sure, there are people who can explain it ... to people who have the necessary skills, terms and background.They are not Joe Blow. Robby would tie my mother to a chair and blindfold her. He would pinch her nipples until she screamed and almost choke her with his cock. She would beg him to stop but there was no mercy for her in this dark play; he was relentless. He would fuck my poor mother until she couldn't stand and then he would come on her.It took me a while to realize that my brother was only a stand-in for me and when I allowed myself to be the imagined participant, the expression of my erotic fabrications became.