My mind dwelled on certain scenes that Bev had painted with such accuracy, especially the time when she described how she found out that Bobby was wat...hing mother-son porn videos on the internet and how it was Bobby that encouraged Brad to join in their fun by suggesting that Brad could play with his mother's breasts while on the sleepover; matter-of-fact telling him that she wouldn’t mind. Of course, she wouldn’t mind if it meant a second rampant cock to play with. The night unfolded very. There was more than a foot of it on the ground even with the trees, and it was still coming down. No one at the ranger station had said anything about snow, though we both knew that it could happen this time of year. I don't think either of us expected quite so much, or for it all to appear literally overnight. We must have slept through a near blizzard. The air now was cold, but not frigid. I wondered if it was going to warm enough to turn the big, fat falling flakes into rain soon."Wow.. ”“There’s no nobility in a life of luxury,” he snapped.“And do ye think there’s nobility in war? Look where ye are, boy. Bloody kids think ye know everythin’ don’t ye?”Bevan took another drink from his bowl, sulking as she lectured him.“Ye should consider yerself lucky to be alive, lucky to have come across me and not some ugly cunt who’d kill ye for the sport of it. I didn’t put ye in that battle, that was yer own doin’. Maybe yer Gods are lookin’ out for ye after all.”“You should have just. ‘You on your back Bob, upside down on the bed,’ she said, which I duly got into that position as she climbed onto the bed and had her body the opposite way to me. ‘It’s obvious what you have to do John,’ she said as she got astride my body and leaned forward onto her elbows and lifted my prick up and took the head into her mouth. Now I knew what I was going to see. The cock that I loved as much as the fanny that was just above my face, was now going to be pushed up and into my wife. I couldn’t.