See, you’re startin’ to learn the ways of the old neighborhood. You’re a quick learner. I like that about you.’ ‘So, what do you want me to ...o, Mr. Russo?’ ‘What do I want you to do? Nothin’ illegal and now that I know you know so much about the Gothic inspired homes, it’s right up your alley,’ he said turning to Tony and making eye contact. ‘I’ve arranged for you to give your professional opinion on what repairs this Gothic styled house needs. You don’t have to do nothin’, work wise, that is,. I should be stiff and sore; I always am when I sleep on the ground. I wasn't even laid flat, but I feel better than when I sleep on my bed at home. Was it a dream?' I got to my feet and turned to the tree. 'I'm going to make a fool of myself, I know it. But at least there's no-one to watch.' I reached out and laid my hands on the smooth bark. "Calida, if you love me, come out and tell me."I could never tell if she materialised, stepped out from behind the tree, or emerged from the tree, but she. Matt was squeezing his mother's hot, juicy cunt faster and faster, working her into a frenzy of lust. Her hips were pumping and writhing, she was clawing the grass, and her pretty features were contorted with lust. She was close to forgetting all her hangups, and maybe that was why she didn't protest when Matt used his free hand to slip off her panties.Terry's cock practically battered its way out of his jeans as he watched Matt strip their mother naked. She had a pretty little bush, neat and. I made an unbelievable mistake that night when I walked out. I lost her and I lost everyone there I thought were my friends. ‘What could I have done? I was trapped in a corner, either ‘fight or flight.’ God, I hate myself for what I did. I was so goddamn stupid, I can’t believe it. I should have done something, even if it was just yelling at them. She just stood there while I left, they said she came after me but I had already walked away. I didn’t even go home. I left everything and slept in.