.. To relieve the tension evident by the bulge in my pants, and quench this fire Wanting to insert myself inside a vaginal tunnel, fucking, for a time... long Feeding the pussy with each thrust as it sings a silent song Images of a fuck face accents the act, with each facial twitch Mutually masturbating each other, scratching that horny itch Throwing ourselves into a madness of pleasurable pain Fucking like wrestling lions on the African plain Moving in and out with ferocity, servicing a very hot. . not as firm as my girlfriends, but still not bad at all ... mom was only 36 after all, so they were nice! and big ... and I loved to see them and, of course, I quickly found I couldn’t keep my hands off of them.Mom had been basically asleep (or passed out) since I had let her lie back down on the bed when I wrestled her pants off and I wondered if she would sleep through my fondling ... sorta ... while I played with her tits, mom’s left hand came up and covered mine on her tit ... no movement. Sam. I was frightened. He took me to the large bed room, and asked me to sit. When I kept standing he said that I should obey him or I will be punished. There was coldness in his voice which frightened me. I sat down in the bed. He explained me that he will act out a long unfulfilled fantasy with me. He explained that I had to act as a kidnapped young collage girl. He did not explain more than this and handed me a short sleeveless buttoned top and a soft buttoned flowing skirt, no inner were.. "Lovely, he ain't Piper, but he's been a damned good friend to me. We've gotten drunk together, gotten laid together, oops, sorry sweetheart, I mean we entertained ladies together." You're blushing daddy!" I laughed and he grinned."Yeah I didn't mean to say that, I ain't used to having a pretty lady around."At last he picked the book up and passed it to me."Like I said baby, I started doing that ever since I knew you'd lived and I vowed to find you."I opened the book and saw it was an old bank.