"I'll have to go and wash before dinner." Nice, Mama, so nice!" He gave her a half-witted smile as he stood there, long but softening penis dangling f...om his pants. "You always do it so nice, Mama."A smile lightened Mildred's expression. "I'm glad you enjoyed it, dear."She moved toward the door, but Willis called after her: "Mama! Tonight- -can I play with Doris-doll tonight?"Mildred hesitated; stared at her son with a frown."I wanna fuck her tonight, Mama--fuck her wet cunt!"Mildred pursed her. My stomach was telling me that it was getting close to lunch. Each time I would pass close to the barn, I would watch for the signal to stop. On one pass, I could have swore I saw Trudy running from the barn back to the farmhouse, but when I made a round and went back by, I didn’t see anything, so I convinced myself that I was seeing things.The heat coming from the engine of the tractor was almost unbearable. I took my shirt off earlier, but I was still burning up. The pond in the back of the. It's hip, it's sexy, and ultimately, they're removable. And although you may be disappointed that you didn't get to permanently brand your daughter, you'll enjoy countless hours twisting her nipple rings, chewing on her clit ring, and spanking her ass on the pretext that her labial rings are just too fucking slutty. And, if your daughter ever goes to graduate school, the horny muff-diving "womyns studies" professor she enslaves will have no idea that it is you she has to thank for her good. .. I don't know of any of my dad's side who did that ... and only one on my mom's side." There you are ... there may be generations in your ancestry where the man didn't beat his women. But everyone doesn't have that in their genes."I shook my head."It takes time and effort, Jake, to overcome that sort of thing ... and we can pretty well guess that someone broke the thin veneer of nurture in Roxanne's character." Dammit, Jake ... we're not asking you to abuse her. Just give her enough of what.