I had a hard time cutting through the nylon straps but one at a time I managed. I left Mom’s hands until the end. I untied her big tits and then I m...ssaged them to get some blood back into them. They had turned blue. Mom liked the feel of my hands on her breasts. I knew because she told me. She also admitted that she had enjoyed it when I had my cock inside her pussy. Then I cut the nylon strap around her wrists and pulled the last plastic pipe out.Mom said, “Please don’t show those pictures of. Bee, you still need your revenge, and-" I killed him, Jane. Isn't that revenge enough?" Well, he's hardly dead now, is he? And not a scratch on him. What was I saying? Oh yeah. Bee, you still need revenge. Cee, we need the practise, and he's a perfect test subject. And dee, we both know that he's got potential. Once we've trained all of the negative qualities out of him. Oh, and ee, it's damned good fun and you know it." Well, all right. When he comes to we treat him the same. But I want to. He asked me if that felt good I said fuck yeah catching my breath as he stood there motionless he then began to slowly fuck me it felt so good I was quitly moaning then he started fucking me faster be and harder I then started screaming with pleasure he was tearing my ass up and I was loving every bit of it. He then pulled his cock out told me to turn around and lay on my back he got on the bed knelt in front of my face and started slapping his cock on my face I then turned my head towards him. She was a spicy little thing and she warmed up the cold spot in his soul like no one else ever had. He drug himself off the bed and into the next room and sat at his keyboard staring at the sheet music he had been working on. Some of Cat’s sketch paper and pencils were still at the drawing table by the window. He hoped that was a sign she didn’t intend to stay gone too much longer. His dream a few years ago was to become a musician. He hadn’t quite given up. There was an amateur night at a.