As the band switched again to some faster numbers, George and Ashley left the dance-floor. On the way to the table Ashley said, ‘I think I’m ready...to go while we’ve still got time for a swim… If you want to, that is.’ George confirmed that he would like that. They had been paying for the drinks and tipping the waitress as the evening went along so there was nothing they needed to do before leaving. As they picked up their belongs and headed for the door, George asked, ‘You going to wear that. Mom's car was still in the driveway when I got back to the house, so I decided she wasn't planning on making a complete escape for the day. I grabbed a drink of water in the kitchen and took a glance at the clock above the stove. Damn! It wasn't even 7:30 yet!After a nice hot shower and a change of clothes, I decided I was hungry. I hadn't heard any sounds of mom stirring upstairs yet, but I figured she'd stir plenty quick if she smelled breakfast cooking.I had another of those 'pause and. I turned from him starting to move away. His big hands grabbed me one on my hair the other on my shoulder. Yanking me backward he threw me, hurling me face down on the bed. I started to get up but felt his massive body on top of me.I wanted to scream but knew it would be of no use. Powerful, lusty, greedy hands roamed over my body pulling my skirt up over my hips the bastard tore the crotch from my pantyhose as if they were made of tissue paper then his powerful hands ripped my thong with no. The door creaked open and I saw her shut off the light as she made her way to the guestroom slowly, on unsteady feet. She looked so beautiful, with her long blonde hair framing her gorgeous face, tumbling down to the top of her breasts. I glanced away, knowing I shouldn’t notice things like that. But I couldn’t help it. She must have at least been a 34C. A very full 34C, with a slim tapered waist, and sweet legs. She was adorable. My little Princess. Dacia swayed her way over to the guest bed,.