Die Nebelinsel war selbst an den wärmsten Sommertagen von Nebel umgeben, ein Umstand den offenbar niemand außer ihm komisch fand. Für einen Moment ...ollte er den Kapitän darauf ansprechen, doch er konnte sich die Antwort schon in Gedanken vorstellen.Stattdessen blickte er noch einmal auf das Einladungsschreiben, dass er erst gestern erhalten hatte. Es war nur mit den notwendigsten Details versehen gewesen und nannte nicht einmal den Grund warum er eingeladen war. Irgendwie hatte er das Gefühl,. Perhaps the "trauma" over which he had been so worried was a moot point if she remained sexually attracted to him.He understood that the Darkness was responsible for her mother's condition, but nothing said he could not perpetuate it himself if the Darkness withdrew, perhaps even change her personality so he wouldn't have to maintain control over her.Jason slipped on his briefs just as a knock sounded at the door. "Come in, Dad."The door opened, and Henry stepped into the room. He paused as his. . dinner!" Followed you home, did she? Hi, Natalie," he chuckled. "You mind if I give her a little after school snack?" Hi Mr. Summers." I smiled weakly up at him, tossing my head to get my hair out of my brown eyes. It was coarse, black and straight and in my eyes as it swept the floor."I don't mind ... Fuck, Dad! She fucks good!" Allen slapped my ass playfully and I yelped softly."You want some of this, Natalie?" Mr. Summers smiled and he had his cock out already, hard and long and even. The handle had been forced under the couch but the shaft extended out between Mom's thighs and disappeared underneath her so I couldn't see the business end, which was capped by the large rubber pieces we used to protect ourselves when we practised baton work in class. The white cap must be laying directly underneath Mom's pussy and had to be the engine driving her twitching bottom."Leave It To Beaver" started up. Upon hearing Mrs. Cleaver's voice, Mom's ass twitched more sharply than before. I.