. You too, Doc! Goddamn! that hurts." CHARLIE! YOU WILL NOT NAME ... OH FUCK!... Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, MY LITTLE GIRL AFTER YOUR MOTHER!!" HER NAME...IS MARY ANNE ... SEE TO IT!! You fucker!"There was a ton more and Grace and I treasured every single word. Adult words we knew we could use ... if we were just a little older.Lucile was admitted ... with a bad stomach ache at noon of New Years Eve, Friday, December 31, 1954.She was diagnosed with acute appendicitis by an intern and prepped for. Left my face tingeling. I loved it. "Wow, you call that a hit you filthy slut?!". Then bam! Her fist connected to my cheek. She stood back in awe as I spit blood in her face. I looked down to the ground, then in a heartbeat raised my hand and slapped her. She was abusing me calling me a freak, bad son, sick you name it. I couldnt help it. Her hits, the blood, the abuse..it got me going and my cock was ready for action. I grabbed her hand threw her on the floor making her head hit the. Perfect. Tell me youwant to kiss me."This was real. My voice shook a bit. "I want to kiss you." You sound like a wannabe movie star. Ever sentence from now on, you includethe word 'like' once. Got it?"I nodded blindly. "I want to like, kiss you." Tell me you want to make out with me."I did. "I like want to make out with you."I felt something thrust into my hand. "Paint your lips. With a heavy hand."In reality, I hate the taste of cotton candy, but I figure a girl likeAshlee would love it. Just. She opened her robe and dropped it to the floor in a pile around her feet. "Come join me", Matt said patting the open side of his bed after scooting to the far side. Cynthia hesitated before joining her naked son in his bed. Once she was beside him he grabbed her by the chin and they had a deep kiss. To Matt's surprise she didn't push him away. This was going to happen. He reached down and began rubbing his mom's pussy and she still didn't move away he slid two fingers in and rubbed her clit.