Calmly I walked into the forest keeping my back to my stalker. Too many young trees blocked her shot, forcing her to move closer than she wanted to co...e. I waited, sending power to the bramble shoots in her path. It reminded me of the traps my father and I set for those rabbits over a year ago.She stepped one foot into my snare and still lacked a clear shot. She took one more step. The crickets stopped chirping as she lifted her bow. I released my snare and the brambles shot forth from the. The second thing I heard was him moaning as he ejaculated from rubbing his penis between his thumb and two fingers.I continued slowly sliding my cock in and out of her pussy, enjoying the sounds she made with her face down in the grass. As her excitement grew, so did her frustration at my slow pace. She started wiggling her ass from side to side and all around, and slid a hand underneath to rub her clit. I maintained the slow deep strokes through at least two of her orgasms, and sped up as her. Successful resistance can make you stronger. And, believe me, we both have to work at it. Especially since both Mrs. and Miss Venerable are now, unknowingly, our worse danger." I'll really try, Father." I had fully intended to confess my relationship and encounters with Elizabeth, but I didn't. For some reason, intuition told me that more longer-term damage to every- thing would result fromdisclosure. I sensed that my father was in love with Elizabeth although he had never said anything about. Yeh story mere mother k bare mein hai jinse mein bhut pyar karta hun or karta rahunga. Unka mere father k sath divorced ho gya tha jab mein about 10 saal ka tha, pitaji ne or shadi kar lai thi or unke alag rehte the, par mere mom unke sath abhi bhi attached the vo unse bhut pyar karti thi or akele mein roti thi unhe yad karke. Par pitaji kabhi bhi ghar nahi aye, isiki vaja se mere mom dipression mein chale gye the or thoda tense rehne ki vaja se medicines lete the. Ab mein apne mom k bare mein.