One of my friends said that he found a video on the internet of a man stroking his dick while staring at the cleavage of a housemaid sweeping the floo....Although the maid’s face wasn’t visible, he insisted those were my mother’s breasts. We had a big fight over that video.So it was not out of the realm of possibility that the perverts of our locality would take advantage of my mother once my father was out of the picture. Still, this doesn’t mean I would allow that. The next day that is today’s. You stare at the television while your hand is submerged deeply into the Cheetos bowl. You fish around and grab some, then shove them into your mouth quickly. The television shows no comfort and all you can hear was the constant bickering of the couple in the next house, they are taking about your daughter… you know it… they are talking about how many boys she’s fucked… about how many pussies she’s licked. They are talking about what a terrible daughter she is… what a terrible father you. " Yes, My Lord," Black Rose replied, acknowledging the oath.Aaron meandered about the village with no real destination in mind. He noted an area set aside for weapons training similar to the many towns and cities on Andor. He remembered his sparring with Moira in that clearing by a stream and smiled. He wondered where she was and if she was well. He walked around the arena and made his way to the stables and checked on their horses. A stable hand was walking Bramble and Aaron walked up to. The second thrust found home and he sank into her. She groaned deeply as he filled her. Most of his cock went into her mature hole on the first try. He pulled back slightly and shoved in, burying himself. "Oh, Christ Jesus!" she cried out, clawing at him."I'm fucking you, Charlene," he said, plunging in and out of her wildly. He slammed into her again and again, frenzied. Orgasm was already surging through him. "Tell me what I'm doing, Charlene. Say it!" You're...you're...you're fucking.