" Mother muttered, her head down between her arms. I withdrew from her pussy. Her ass was shining scarlet, mottled and hot. I rolled her onto her back... She shrieked when her ass made contact with the carpet. I pulled her sweater from the stool and found her ass lifted above the floor so I easily slipped the sweater under her. I pushed her legs apart and she lost strength and her ass dropped, contacting the floor again. I mounted her then. My mother screamed the whole time my cock was sinking. He replied, "I didn't over do it, did I?" God no," I said.I had just received the roughest, dirtiest and best fuck of my life. I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself. My hair was soaked, my body was covered with sweat and my cum and my face was covered with his. I felt like a cheap whore and was treated like one. I had enjoyed every second of it too. I was like a giddy little high school girl. I saw Frank sitting on the bed, with his back against the headboard and his huge cock. He could hear her contented sigh from his hiding spot behind a tree, watching raptly as ripples caressed and licked her body. She was stunning, perfect. Every valley and curve sculpted lovingly in satin. The call of a loon sounded and she sat up, rosy buds lapped by the disturbance in the water. He could see the dark pools of her eyes, the full pink tiers of her mouth curled up in a secret smile. Her skin prickled, cooled from the gentle breeze. Delectable nipples perking at the knowledge that. ..our supervisor will want to hear your report,"he stated. Chapter 9"I'm sorry that we didn't get there sooner," I said to Molly and Sharon."We know that, Iona," said Molly. "Are you sure that you're okay?"I nodded."I can't believe that Miranda is dead," sighed Sharon."We'll catch them...I know that won't bring Miranda back," I stated."So what will happen now?" asked Molly."You'll be protected until we catch the Freibergs...they think you haveMiranda's notes."I.