And cold, sad. I beckon you to me and you climb onto my lap. My arms encircle you as you curl up. I feel larger than I am. Stronger. I hold you, strok...ng you hair and back through your sweatshirt. You are shivering. You may be crying. There is wetness seeping though my shirt. I hold you and rock a little bit until the shaking stops. I will my warmth into you, breathing slowly, holding and stroking. In time – how much doesn’t really matter – you sigh. I feel an ember of warmth reflected back to. ‘Rose!’ her mother cried out loudly. Rose looked around the dining table, the smile on her face disappeared and her posture improved instantly. Her mother and father were both already seated, but there were two other people at the table who were complete strangers. Two men, sitting across from one another at the far side of the table smiled weakly in the direction of Rose and her brother. ‘Mr. Anderson, Mr. Dupont,’ her father said softly. ‘My daughter, Rose.’ He paused, allowing Rose to. When I went out today he said his brother is there and can he use the hole, I said yes, he asked if it be all right if they both did, one after the other, I said yes, hes brother fucked me first, filled me to the point it ran out and down my legs, he inserted two fingers and took some cum, then the nabor cam to the hole, I sucked the underside of his balls till he was good and hard, put his cuck through the hole and into me, it was sloppy hun, real sloppy, when he added his cum he asked me to. I acted as if I really dint want mami to attend the call and so I had to enter. I quickly came out after getting a quick look at my mami’s treasures and cut the phone. I sat there hanging my face as if I was really depressed and something had really gone wrong, but actually my heart was pounding so fast. After a few moments mami came out dressed in her nighty and looked a little puzzled that what was so serious about the phone call that I had to bump in like that so suddenly. She came and sat.