"Is it true, Mom?" Alex asked.Lisa didn't answer. She just glared at him with her dagger-eyes."Well?...Is it true?" Alex asked again."Yes. It's true,"...Lisa finally admitted."So then you do fantasize about having sex with me? Do you ever fantasize about me when you're masturbating?" Yes, God damn it! But it's not right for us to actually go through with it, and have sex together. I'm your mother, for Christ's sake. And it's just plain wrong!" That didn't stop you from having sex with your own. “157,” Diego said smiling in the dream. “Don’t you see, boss? The number is 157. That’s 157, get it? Get it, boss? That means we have to...” And Diego would calmly keep on talking, but the words were mumbled, impossible to understand. At the end of the dream, Ricardo would wake up with a howl of frustration.Ricardo bitterly resented now his decision to chain Diego to the dead-man’s switch. The man had the extremely rare gift of insight. It was a horrible waste to leave him in a position where. A quick examination shows he’s been shot in the side with a small calibre bullet. There’s an entry wound and an exit wound, but not much blood. Blood pressure and pulse are good so Ernie puts on a compression bandage and has the man helped into the back of his van. One of the other workers gets in with him and the door is shut. While turning around to drive to the Bowen’s Creek Hospital Ernie notices Serge giving everyone work on the field side of the houses so they have the houses between them. He removed his cock and slamed it in me i cryed out becuse he was so large and fat , he began to slam my ass i was crying out load oh god your so big fuck me i cryed, i relaxed my mussles it didnt hurt now as i was pushing my ass towds his thrusts i began to rub my clit as he said im cumming i said me to baby cum in me he was moaning i felt his hot cum inter me it was warm and sticky i loved it i came just after he did i had to put my face in the pillow or the roomies.