Scotty knew he was a little odd to be keeping up with his mother’s period, but he knew, also, that she would never stand on the deck while on it. It...was safe to say that Scotty lusted after his mother, especially since he kept track of her cycle for two years. He always looked forward to seeing his mother standing nude on deck. He would hide in the corner by the bar and watch his mother through the sliding glass door that led to the deck. Scotty knew that he would never be seen by the panel. He likes to spank girls and I like to be spanked. He likes to tie girls up and boss them around. I like being tied up and being bossed around."That's very different from a guy who beats up on a girl with his hands or fists. Dan does it because we both like it. A wife-beater does it because he is angry or mean. Do you understand the difference? It's a game for Dan and me. He loves me and I love him. If he were to beat me up, I wouldn't enjoy that. I trust Dan, unlike most other men. Does that. But, I told you. I'm getting out of this town. If you tell me you want to be a singer, I need to know if you can sing. If you can't, then you moving in here probably isn't a good idea." That's a lot of pressure," said Caitlynn.Julian sat up a little bit straighter, breaking most of the physical contact with her, "If you can't take it, how would you handle the music business?"Caitlynn bit back an annoyed response. After months of trying to chase Julian until he caught her, she'd finally dragged. "Come sit your fine looking ass on my dick."I lowered myself down on him and felt the wind knocked out of me the moment the mushroom-shaped head of cock penetrated me. I was like feeling a lead pipe being shoved into me, I tell you. He was that big and the more I lowered myself down upon him, I could barely contain my cry. I shut my eyes and groaned through gritted teeth as his shaft further penetrated my pussy, all the way to my pelvis."Ohh ... Ohh ... Ohhhh ..." I cried out as he pulled out.