I view it as ultimately defendable by minimal defenders against maximum attackers. I long term leased a one room villa. It had been built out of the l...cal granite, a couple of hundred years ago. The only two improvements made since the last tenant died sixty odd years ago, were: the glass installed in the single-pane windows (by me); and electricity (via a mains to the access road), made available to, although not used, inside the cabin. Oh yes, and there was a disguised hole, under one. But here’s the weird part: Mom didn’t freak out, she didn’t run out the door or anything, she just sort of stood there looking at me with her mouth a little open.But I instinctually freak, yelling like “Mom, what the fuck, look away”, all of that, and after like a minute she replies with “Sorry, I had to get my debit card” really casually.Alright, still – pretty normal story albeit with a weird addition. But after this, I don’t know, it feels like something changed. She came home and I thought. Then I silently lay there on my bed waiting restlessly for my son. In few moments he came in. He had his regular boxers put on but a bulge in it was something not so regular. Perhaps he had sniffed something. Probably sleeping beside a woman whom he fantasized while masturbating was enough to turn him on. he lay besides me. we kept chatting for a while and then I wished him a good night and pretended to have gone asleep. I managed my position in such way that he could feel my body without. "…oh fuck me…fuck me…FUCK ME!" she demanded. RD gave his forty, fiftieth thrust."Like that black meat?" RD crudely asked, "All you white bitches like black dick when you finally get it."After several more hard pussy stuffing pushes, Lori experienced an empty feeling. Like a part of her suddenly felt empty. RD had pulled his cock out. But he demanded Lori roll over on her hands and knees. Lori quickly obeyed. She wanted to obey and follow commands like a heated bitch in a cage, forced to do.