My hands trembled. My mind was swimming. It was impossible to think straight with him standing there, searing me alive beneath his burning, blue gaze....A pound of flesh? Mon crisse, he’s stubborn. I shut my eyes. And rude, and arrogant, and smug. And just stupidly, obnoxiously handsome... He was at least a head taller than me. I was literally standing in his shadow.I sighed. There seemed to be no dissuading him. However desperate I may have been, it didn’t make a difference. He wouldn’t budge an. You see, Boredom and lack of sex had turned my mother into a slut.Robert ignored it. He was happy to come home to a warm meal and neat house. He knew his wife of 5 years had become more exhibitionist but at 65, he didn't want to rock the boat. He spent more time with me than before because he believed that if he showed how much he loved me, mom would never leave him. He was right. And wrong!I ran downstairs to greet my mother. I had just received my grades and I wanted to show that to mom. I. With your head back, and getting the attention of both of us, your legs continue to open a little wider. He keeps moving further between your thighs, and you lift your feet up onto the stool to stabilize yourself, with him between your legs. His hard cock starts to brush up against your thigh. The shot girl then directs me back to the girl who was initially in front of me, and starts to pour the liquid over her breasts, as I start to suck and lick them. The crowd behind us is cheering louder. There is no point in telling you what happened next. ***The next day I was standing in front of the house Igrew up in. Once there, I was about to ring the doorbell but heardvoices coming from around the side of the house towardthe garage. It was a Saturday morning in the middle ofJuly and the neighborhood was pretty quiet. I guesseveryone decided to take their little happy families tothe lake or the pool today. Man it was so freaking hot!If I was with Karen we would be at the local.