It was such a shame that he was so in love with Becky. But then again, she liked a challenge… The summing up session offered one more opportunity to...leave a lasting impression. Collinson wasted his chance with a rambling portrayal of everything the Liberal Party believed in. All good stuff, but delivered so flatly that he was close to being a cure for insomnia. George Blair performed much better. With only an audience to face rather than two real life opponents, he found his usual eloquent. Mom: After all that fucking last night. You are still not this hot and hard. I do not have much time. Fuck my ass instead. It is tight, so it will help you cum quickly.I was really happy to hear that.Me: You are just the kind of slut I like. You are my mom.Saying that, I bent her over, pulled down her salwar, and inserted it into her ass. My dick was lubricated enough after getting sucked by the maid and mom. Her ass was tight, and I could feel cum rising inside me after a few minutes. I did. "Help, Help! Gus! Sean! Help us, please!" I heard. It was coming from downstairs and the sound was getting closer. I was out of bed like a shot, but did glance at the clock, and notice that it was 2:30 in the morning. What in the world could be going on?Sean and Dad reached the hall right after I did, and we met the O'Neill sisters near the top of the stairs. They were frantic and crying; scared half out of their wits. Their hair was a mess, and their clothing was torn. Annie came into my arms,. ” Marcy started, “Isn’t it a bit early for you?”“I guess I’m just nervous about seeing some of the relatives after so long.” I answered.“Oh, there’s nothing to be nervous about, silly.” Marcy came over to me and gave me a kiss on the forehead.Marcy and I took another shower together before noon and then got ready to go to my cousin Nick’s place. After having a late breakfast in the caf?ownstairs we returned to the room. We took our time as we were not expected until three. We both dressed.