Her perfect round navel, neither deep nor shallow, her cleavage, her thighs were giving me ideas.“Why shouldn’t I do the needful? After all, she�...s my mom, and I gotta take care of her,” I thought.I came back to my senses after daydreaming.“What do you want to do then?” I asked.“I don’t know, do something!” she said.I knew she meant ‘pimp me to another man.’ But I took it as ‘you’ do something,’ and pulled her towards me.“Oh, what are you doing?” mom asked. She was a bit shocked, of course.“You. . tug... a rub against the cloth of her thong. So gentle. So impossible to ignore. The little marble sewn into the inside of the back of her thong pressed against her anus, teasing with every step. Tap, a bit of a pause, tap, glide. So impossible to think. Just follow her sister Linda's steps, let her hand gently guide their direction. The shimmering blue cloth disguised the spot of wetness continually dribbling from her pussy. Her nipples were taut, jutting out, continually aching. So were. However if there is another that you prefer, you cancertainly ask me to change." Well then, Crystal you shall be. Now come to me and receive yourreward."For the next hour Jen enjoyed the pleasure of teasing Crystalmercilessly. She used every method that she could think of to tease andtorment me with out letting me achieve release. Finally, when I wasmoaning and wiggling in a totally uncontrolled and uninhibited fashion,she slid her body on top of mine and allowed me to enter her. Once wewere so. "I mean that was horrible what happened in there. How can you... ?" How can we do what we did? Believe it or not it's easy, some people just don't deserve to live. Do you know what they were going to do to you?" Rape me. Have a little fun at my expense maybe. But was it worth killing all of them?"'Her name's Karen Marshall, Winston.'"LISTEN! This is twenty first century Melbourne not some sugar and spice and all things nice fantasy-fucking-land. This is an area where gangs rule, where drugs,.