" ?" yes." aw, shit...why am I asking? titties like that? damn! I'd go to jail!" I nibbled on her bobbing tits as she clumsily pushed against my membe.... It pumped into her like an oil rig in overtime. It felt like I was fuckin the nicest pussy that ever opened it's lips to my cock."How....b--b-big is that t-th-ing?" She looked worried or concentrated...I wasn't sure. I swayed my hips so she could feel the ridges along the shank of my muscle. She moaned with a heavy "yeeesssss fuck me with your. "Absolutely, it will be ready for pickup just as soon as it is serviced and gassed up." He promised."If it isn't, I am going to be very upset and trust me you won't like me when I'm upset." I informed he calmly."I got it Ms. Stone not to worry," he said over the phone.I drove Sylvia home from the mall. "Now you be ready to leave tomorrow after dinner. I'm thinking 8PM or so. If I drive straight through we should be there about 8AM. We can have a good breakfast, check into the motel, and have. There was no denying that she'd enjoyed it and there was no one to stop her from doing it a lot more.In fact, there was no one to stop her from doing what she really wanted, which was to fuck her own son.This was Janet's most secret desire, one she'd never even hinted at in her giggling conversations with Angela. But ever since her husband's death, thoughts of fucking Michael had been in the back of her brain.He was such a handsome boy, with a thick head of blonde hair and a strapping, muscular. “It warned of great danger.”“What kind of danger?” I asked.The young man cocked his head and looked quizzically at me.“Do you think we are the great danger?” I wondered as I considered his questioning gaze. But the man’s expression turned stoic at this point, concealing his true feelings.“So that’s why you and your men are ready for battle?” I finally understood. “Your superstitious beliefs have you all riled up.” I figured he didn’t understand the meaning of superstitious. “You think we might.