.." Audrey moaned. "Oh God ... f-fuck me ... fuck me harder, Jason..."Jason's pleasure rose slowly, and he held her back until he had caught up. "You'...e asking this ... of your own son..." Jason gasped through his labored breathing. "Your own son ... is fucking you..."He did not know why he felt the need to say that. Perhaps he still had some vestigial fear which needed to be assuaged. Despite everything making perfect sense, he still remembered the agonizing days watching his mother come on to. I encouraged Mathew as much as I could. I know for certain that the words I used would have shocked him to the core; all of them carefully selected to make him perform and give me what I needed and wanted. I could feel him shudder and shake as his hands clamped down on my waist, pulling my bottom back towards his eager thrusts. I could tell that he was close when I screamed out.My eyes slid upwards into my sockets, though there was no way he could see that. My fingers clawed at the mossy. It was a silicone mask of a young girls face about 3 yrs old chubbycheeks ,cute lips, and blonde ringlet hair. "this is excellent,even hasthe birth mark on her neck lol!" he said as he looked out his bedroomwindow to see a young 3 year old girl playing in her garden with hermommy. A young 20 something mom with a good body and brown bobbed hairand a lovely smile.Joe thought why could't his mom be like her as helooked down at the mask and looked at the childs the mask was the exactsame face.He. An innate ability to lead your men, and a sense of right and wrong. We leave it to the experts to say what law they break, but your job is to pick them up, restrain them and then let justice prevail."I suppose I had better have a look at this prisoner, first of all." Right, sir. Fred!" he called again.The other guard popped his head round the door. "He's breathin', boss." Good man. Would you take the Gov'nor to have a quiet word with the prisoner, Fred?" Sure. Come on, Governor. Our guest.