Her dress, however, was ruined, a torn pile of expensive rags. She held it up to show me."Who are you?" she said, after clearing her throat a couple o... times and spitting.I told her I was an American soldier, a Continental."These were beasts, animals," she said, gesturing at the bodies. "They killed John for no reason and let that boy, that bastard, have at me for sport." He won't hurt anybody else," I said as I helped her to her feet and handed her the coat of the man she had killed. She. I was sucking his cock that he stopped me and said lets get you prepared for the boys. I said i was not comfortable letting other strangers into my house, he grabbed me by my hair kissed me and said "you will do exactly as i say your my bitch now and start calling me daddy" I got scared he was twice my size and i replied "yes... i mean yes daddy" then he put me on all fours and started licking my hole, i was in extreme pleasure, i never felt so good my cock was leaking. he asked me to stay like. As I pondered what to do, mom walked up behind me and wrapped her arms around my waist.“Come on, Tommy! John said you were going to take care of me.”I sat my phone on the table, pulled mom’s arms loose, and turned to face her. She was still nude. Her blue veined breasts were pendulous. Her nipples, about a third of the way up the bottom curve of her breasts, were thumb sized and hard. Given their size they were not that bad. They were like pink melons, full and extending outside the frame of. "I'm good," he stammered, well aware of howunconvincing this sounded. He didn't try to put on his femininefalsetto; his throat was too sore for that. "I... I had a sad moment,that's all." Yeah," the man remarked and grinned. "I can see that. Your mascara'srunning."Greg felt a shiver pass down his spine but he nevertheless made a braveattempt at a smile. "Oh, you... noticed." It's kind of obvious, to be honest with you," the stranger went on."Greg Wooley, right?"If his unexpected appearance had.