She sat beside him and took his big hand. "Dad--that was a tough way to tell you, but we thought it had to be done." He shook his shaggy head. "But, b...by--your mom. She was actually screwing your brother!" "Yes," Lorena said, stroking his fingers and looking into his bewildered eyes. "And Jean was in on it." Her father's head swung from side to side. "But, Arlene. It just doesn't seem possible--especially with Glynn. She had a lot of chances to play around and never did. Now--" Lorena leaned. His body was muscular and lean with his arms bare from the shoulders down under a worn black leather vest, a wicked looking scar on the left side of his neck where a rustler,s bullet had gouged a painful course fifteen years before during a range war. Yes Koomins would sort out Mr Hank Mitchell given his chance.Koomins had learned patience over the years and would wait for the chance to strike he knew would come. Meanwhile he,d be ever so nice to Anne and try to win the flighty Tara back to. I gulped and stayed on all fours. I didn’t know what to do. I was trapped by this dog. It was going to kill me if I didn’t submit to its demonic will. What am I going to do if matt doesn’t believe me??I stayed there, in the kitchen, undecided on what I should do. When suddenly, the need to use the restroom struck my bowels. I crawled on all fours to the bathroom, with Lucius watching me. Before I could get to the restroom Lucius had cut me off, blocking my path to the toilet. He growled again,. I was so turned on and started fucking him so hard. I could tell he was getting close. Seeing him moan as I fucked his cunt was too much. I blew my load before he did. He looked down, screamed, said he wanted his cock back and then it just sorta grew back. Then he left. But fuck! If I'd just have gotten him to cum from his cunt it would have stayed." That's all I gotta do to make him my pussyboy forever? Make him cum from his pussy...?" "That's it. And there's no going back for him. He'd have a.