The couple were arguing, the boy sitting with a crooked smile and the girl muttering a litany of complaints.The stocky man got up. The waitress crosse... the room carrying the family's bill. The girl crossed her arms and said something very mean to the boy, who looked shocked.The stocky man reached me. When he tried to grab my shoulder, I drifted back. When he extended his reach, almost pitching forward, I grabbed his wrist and twisted. Bones snapped. He bellowed and dropped hard, knees on tile.. You better finish what you started.Don't be shocked. I'm not the only son screwing his sexy mom these days. Where the hell do you think they got the term "mother-fucker" from, anyway? Almost a year has passed since that delightful afternoon when I discovered that a middle-aged woman has the experience and the desire to show a young man around the bed in ways that a younger girl could never dream of. The fact that the middle-aged woman in question was my own mother certainly didn't bother me if. ****************************** It’s late, and I’m fucking irritable. This damn country and whole damn war is finally starting to get to me. This bottle of shit the Nigerians call alcohol is only worsening the headache I already have. An entire two days wasted following empty leads from uneducated rabble in this backcountry town has made me tired and edgy. My partner Rodeo is dead asleep in the corner of this filthy ass room overlooking the town square of this dirty little town in southern. Then to his surprise, she climbed off. She went to her bag and started to look for something. He could see her stocking clad legs, the bra, which was still on, was she bent over, her legs spread slightly, her pussy lips were visible from behind, John had a deep desire and kneel behind her and lick, to be submissive. Not just her pussy, but her arse hole, which looked so divine from here.But that wouldn’t be to form. Sarah was a once a month, missionary position girl. She knew of his dark.