’ ‘And take all their money. Harold, you be a pimp and a bad one at that. You keep your hands off this one. She don’t need to be tradin johns th...t beat her for a pimp that beat her. You hear me?’ ‘Back off bitch. You can’t protect her forever. She be back on the street, then she have to choose, protection or hurting. They always go for protection.’ ‘I didn’t, and she won’t either. There be something about her that tells me you get more than you bargain for with her. Do yourself a favor and stay. My love.. she whispers in the voice she knows he loves."Baby," he replies as his lips meet the small of her back,his hands wrap around her waist and finally cup her firm breasts. Feeling his fingers brush over her nipples and his lips on her shoulders, she closes her eyes and concentrates on his touch.Sliding up behind her, he wraps his arms around hers and rests his head on her shoulder, breathing in deep the scent of her hair and light perfume. He finds her hands and laces his fingers through. Shortly after this James dropped her breasts and shoved her down onto her back. For a moment she looked at him as if she wasn’t finished yet, but he silenced any protest from her by crawling in between her legs and spearing her hard with a powerful thrust of his cock. Joyously, James watched as his mother was pounded by him, her breasts flailing and bouncing every which way as he fucked her. Her arms wrapped around her midriff, as if she was trying feebly to. He came from Holland, which gave him a distinctive accent, which always made Bella laugh, we had known him for a week, however he had only booked a week long holiday, so it was his last day on the camp.The shared gardens were between two caravans,there was a hot tub and if you wanted there was an optional tent covering covered the top of it surrounded by a fence on the outside, so if you put the cover over it was a great means of privacy.The weather was beautiful there, easily nearly 30 celcius.