Slowly, I headed in the direction I thought the hallway was. It was the only dark part of the house, so I was sure my guess was fairly good. Oh, I was...going to make that bastard pay for this. Somehow, someway, he was going to pay.I was nearly to the hallway when someone behind me called out to me a hearty hello and slapped me on the back. That was all it took, and I was falling. My hands came up to protect my face, but suddenly, a strong arm was wrapped around my waist and kept me on my. We could have more freedom to enjoy our relationship with each other which blossomed every day. Ever since we have been living together as lovers. We have had an amazing romantic relationship. We moved to a different city. Mom and I both bribed the system to change our identities.We could never trace back to finding out that we are mother and son. About a year later in 2013, I proposed to my mother and we got married. People around us, neighbors and friends we made never knew that she is my. Adam was walking behind me, so I took advantage of it. I dropped my car keys, bent down to pick them up, and I took my time so that Adam could have a nice view of my bare ass. “Fuck, your ass is looking so fine in this dress,” Adam replied, “I don’t want to go out. I want to drag you to the bed, and fuck your ass.” “Come on it will be fun. I will let you fuck my ass all night,” I said and sat in the car. Adam also had to sit next to me in the car, and we drove to the market. I parked car near a. A red mark rose on her buttocks where he hit her, and her whole bottom tingled from the sting."Oh, don't," she cried, knowing that he would do it again and excite her even further. The soft flesh of her silky smooth buttocks quivered like flaccid jello as he struck her again."You'd even go to bed with that brute, Jackson, if he came at you," George said, his voice feigning a threat. Jackson was the personal valet of Peter Lessing, the man at whose house Abby had been earlier in the evening..