Bruce here realises he’s a dead men walking. His one and only chance of staying alive, is to come with us. I know how you feel, but I ask you to giv... him a chance. If he puts a foot out of place, I’ll kill him, myself.”“Not happy, Samuel, not happy at all. He tried to kill us, once! What’s to say he wont try again? He’s a bandit and a thief. He may try to harm the women or children,” He turned to Bruce “Give me one good reason why I should trust you? Tell me why I shouldn’t kill you, right here. “Uhm-,” is all I could utter, as we headed outside and we entered the pool. I had left the lights off so that the neighbors wouldn’t complain but the moon was full and kept everything well lit. We swam around joking and talking about plans for college, and as we did she swam up behind me in the deep end and push my head just below the water, I could feel her swim off and as I rose up she said, “Tag you’re it,” I quickly began to swim after her and tagged her on her foot, as I swam away I could. . Mommy is your whore son... I'm your nasty bitch... Mommy is your anal whore... Mommy is your dirty, slutty, i****tuous whore... AHHHHHH... That's it son, fuck my ass... Fuck me harder... Slam your cock deeper in my asshole you little cunt... Come on you little fuck... Split mommy's asshole in two... Rip it apart... Rip my asshole apart... Tear your mother's slutty ass apart... That's it, you little shit... Fuck your whoring mother in her asshole harder... Ram that cock in my ass baby.... "Ooooooh, shit," The young brunette moaned as she thrashed her head back in pleasure. "It's too big... I don't think I can take it all!" You can do it, honey," her mother said, coaching from the other side of the bed. "Just take a little a a time til you have the whole fucking thing inside of you." Carmela Soprano was leaning back, naked, against a pile of pillows on the bed as she fingered her well-fucked pussy and watched her daughter try to take the cock that she had just been enjoying.