A young field-working peasant. He bent down at the cold feet of the doomed. He fell to his knees and began to quietly weep."Monsters... They're all mo...sters...!"He quietly uttered in his grievance.Another figure walked up beside him. The figure was covered by a large, dark, hooded cloak. They placed a hand of comfort onto his shoulder. He looked up at the face of the figure, which was covered in shadow."Why do you weep for this woman?"The figure asked, the feminine tone of voice softly caressed. Well, with Raymond, it wasn't so much the picnic as the sex, and likewise with dad. Perhaps my revulsion to shit had something to do with it.I was proud of myself when the nightmares didn't return after I started a careful regimen, and to top it off, my son seemed to be circulating with girls his own age.If this continued, maybe I'd ask Raymond to spend his next free time out here, with me.Meanwhile, with no sex for weeks, I had to admit I was getting horny, but encouraging Nickie was out of. I again agreed and told him it was difficult to keep up with her but I somehow managed. The entire scene was somewhat eerie, here I was sitting with a beautiful Mexican girl, who was rubbing all over my body, talking to a man I had just met about my and Jo Anne’s sex life and occasionally catching a glimpse of a young Mexican boy grabbing Jo Anne’s ass.Somewhere along the line, I lost sight of Jo Anne. It probably was while Lucia was probing my throat with her tongue and rubbing my cock. . i just really liked to hear and watch her reactions to subjects that are normally taboo.. so i proceed to tell her and she starts to move closer to me and undress me as well as herself.. as i am telling her all about this black guy and his huge uncut dick and how is very dark skin against my very light skin was such a turn on and watching his dick go in and out of my mouth and how much i liked playing with his huge dick and sucking his shaved balls that were the real low hangers and quite a.