Key word here being “used to”. I left, swearing that things were going to be over between us starting that very moment. I was not my mom. I wasn�...t going to tolerate sharing his cock. I spent the following days in the second act of our little game of crime and punishment, where I rebuked his head of the household role every chance I got. Nothing he ever did or said was right anymore, I was even objecting to meal choices, all for the sake of being a contrary little shit. I particularly delighted. “Tom,” They all seemed to say at once.“Well folks I just wanted to come out and tell you goodbye, I’ll leaving about noon today or shortly after.”“Aww Tom we don’t want you to go, we all was talking the other day how much we liked having you as a friend,” Millie said with tears in her eyes.“I’ll be back one day, you’ll see. I have a lot of things that need doin’ and some trails that need ridin’ before I settle down.”“Will you come in and have some breakfast with us Tom.” Missus Croom was. His hands went everywhere. She was less scared now but was curious to see who he was. His hand went under her skirt and pulled it up. Oh how she wished she didnt put on her skimpy french knickers. The skirt went up and she could feel his hands caressing her ass. He forced her to open her legs, sliding his hand between her legs and gently fondling her pussy........she felt it get wet and although she was embarrassed by this fact she felt she was enjoying itl'Strip but dont turn around' he. Longing for your touch, your voice, your soft spoken words being wrapped around my throat suffocating in your intoxicating presence. The constant glares you give me, ripping me apart, making me stare at the floor, feeling as though I’ve disappointed you, when I’ve done nothing. Making me feel like a worthless piece. Why do I want nothing more than to be yours? My body aching, just wanting to feel your love. My teeth stay smashed into my lip, trying to stay quiet, so as to not make you mad,.