"Unhh," she grunted.Rick immediately lifted her a little and dropped her again on his shaft. Burying it to her womb. Then again, and again. Moments la...er, Terri was assisting him by raising and lowering herself on the red meaty pole. A couple of strokes later, Terri's fingers strayed to her clit and she began rubbing the stiffened little knob."God, Ricky you're a stud, a fucking horse." Mom, I'm going to cum. I'm going to shoot. I'm going to shoot."Terri threw her head back against Rick's. If she doesn’t want to eat what I’m serving, she can stop on her way home. You know that’s the rule!”Liz laughed and gave me a one-armed hug (because she had a guitar slung on her back).“I know,” she said. “But ... the rumors about her are true this time.”I offered a blank look. As many rumors abounded about Melissa Shepherd and Brandon Lillibridge, as about Liz Larimer.“They’re going to announce their divorce on the Tuesday after the show,” Liz confided. “You can’t tell anybody about. "The last few times he came to the house to rape her he brought a friend with him. They would rape my mother all night long and then leave in the morning as if it had all been just good fun. Sometimes I would hear them leaving. They would tell her goodbye and act friendly, as if she had been a willing participant."When I was nine, my mother couldn't take it any longer. She killed herself after another night of rape by that son of a bitch and one of his friends."She had tears in her eyes as she. I enjoy your presence.”“I’m honored, Nebo. I’m not sure...”“It is nothing physical if that what concerns you. We simply crave the companionship.”“All right. I’ll sleep with you. Let me get ready.”I went into my room, undressed, slipped into a sleep tee and brushed my hair. Then I headed to the guest room. The door was open and I stepped in. Nebo was standing, nude, with his back to the door. “Ohmigosh!” I exclaimed. “Nebo -- you’re naked.”“My people sleep in the nude,” he replied. “We’re casual.