He had been ... taking care of her. That was new."Bacon is ready." Taylor jumped at the sound of his voice, then cursed as her left leg landed on a lo...se sock and slipped out from under her. Getting back up she looked out her peek hole again and saw Fred looking back at her, a smile on his face and in his eyes. Those eyes ... She snapped her attention back when he kept speaking. "There's a 'bathroom' over to the left a ways, if you need it. Pancakes will be up in a few minutes." Taylor quickly. Iclosed my eyes.----Slowly, achingly, I realised I was awake. I lay still on the bed,feeling like I'd just been hit by a bus. Reports came in from all partsof my body, each announcing that they had been bruised and torturedworse than all the rest. But behind all that noise there was a slow,steady thrum from my crotch. Heat still gathered there, an intensepressure that couldn't be ignored. My cock was still painfully harddespite the epic sex that had emptied it repeatedly last night. I satup. ”Mom was about to get up, but she stop and said; “Gary does have a nice-big-cock!” She winked at me before she left.Omg is she having sex with her own son?Miss Wilson got back on. “Marcy, I would like to be with you and your Mom when we talk about Pet number 1.But for now you have to choose if you want me to own you or not.Summer will be over to the house later to talk to you. She is very nice and she can get very kinky at times. She may even show you her doggie tricks.” Miss Wilson said. He couldn't see, so he tried to smell the wet on his fingertips. Nothing, all he could smell was dust. He tasted the wet and metallic sweetness of his own blood."Concussion must have damaged my ear drums." he said. His own voice rattled from side to side inside his head but no other sound was heard. Slowly he levered himself to his hands and knees. There was a sharp pain in his side. Feeling there, he found it dry but tender. There were no tears in his heavy work shirt. He'd either bruised his.