.. like Mother, like daughter. “Stubble! Prickly, horrible Stubble!” “I'm sorry!” I cry. Mama turns away from me, her anger now a...flame, her body hot with the change that threatens to consume her. I can hear her breaths go ragged and deep as the animal tries to break free. I sense the earthy smell of blood as her fangs grow and bite into her lip. “Go shave your dirty little cunt! I told you never to allow that horrible mess to grow in! Never!” “But...” Uncle T.C. said. He. I had a soft rock station on the radio and trying to control my foot that kept trying to exceed the speed limit. Robby was in the front seat with me. Brian was cuddled up in the back with Emily. We had been on the road for about a half-hour when I saw Robby pull down the sun visor and open the vanity mirror.I adjusted the rearview mirror, and sure enough, there was Emily with her skirt up around her waist, no pantyhose or shoes on with her panties around her left ankle. She had one leg thrown. Her pussy was split and inviting my dick to get in I moved close to her and started inserting my dick and started fucking her with very hard strokes and fast, her eyes where popping out as my dick was touching the entrance of her womb(guys try this position and it is real pleasure for both ) and she started moaning loud due to the pain and pleasure of feeling me deep inside her.This session of fucking was hardcore and continued for around 15 mins and she started feeling her legs getting numb. He went up with Ellen. She was our resident grandmother and the women the four older boys liked to screw the most. She was 63 but our healing made her look twenty years younger. She exercised hard because the boys wanted her to.They were down by Finch and McCowan when they saw some people with spray cans painting a train. This was not a heinous crime but it was damaging property and causing unneeded expense. Ellen and Anthony came down but after looking into the young men's minds. They found.