He said Mom I'm very sorry,i dont know what came over me please dont call the cops,I promise i will never touch you again.Please dont call the police....lease forgive me,please dont hate me.(The slut side of me was thinking hate you,hell you just gave me the best Fucking I've had in a LongLong time.)He said Mom,I stopped him and said shut up.Did you enjoy yourself?Umm DID YOU ENJOY YOURSELF?shyly he said yes.I know i have not been taken care of you,but thats about to change.Here's what we going. After all, it was the ‘Winthrop family farm.’ What right did I have to take that from them? Never-mind that if I hadn’t come along, it would have been long since sold to a developer to pay off the mounting debt. I found this jaw dropping in its presumptuousness, but it just outlined how differently the ‘privileged families’ thought compared to the rest of us. It was their ‘right’ to keep their family land forever, regardless of the financial or legal situation. Conversely, as I was a ‘laborer,’. I hope your feeling alot better today because you need to remember that you are a special guy and i love you more than anything in the word babe" i kissed harvey goodbye and got into my car and drove home when i got home my mom was on edge a little about all the dinner party detail she was testing food and choosing a dinner set and other thing so i decided to go into my bed room and have a shower i got into the shower and i jacked off over harvey i kept thinking about the night before and how. I imagined they were naked, fingering each others’ cunts, even imagining a dog in the room. What naughty, taboo thoughts! I was getting aroused by the women even with their clothes on…my imagination was churning. I patted Toby on the head and he stood and licked at my knee. I looked at Sherry and she was watching. “Sometimes he’s a bad boy,” I remarked, “really bad.” Sherry smiled and watched the licking, his red dick easily seen, protruding a little more. I noticed Sherry’s breathing.