She freaking knew it. She knew I want home and jacked off to her every move, every outfit. She would peak at my semi-boner all of the time. I once mad... the mistake of wearing boxer shorts and my hard on got a little too strong while I was watching her--eating some frosting off the top of cupcake. I just got so freaking turned on. I was debating moving on--this was just to much torment for a twenty something horn dog like myself to deal with...I just had her on my mind 24-7. I even told her at. When she walked forward to comfort a child who had fallen, he saw the tips of polished black boots peek out from under the hem of her skirts.He ignored her wistful smile as she set the child back to his games and tugged her shawl around her shoulders against the early October chill.It had taken him almost six damned months to find her. He’d had to dip into his savings to hire a retired bounty hunter because he couldn’t leave their claim. He would take every penny out of her obstinate hide. His eyes seemed to burn into her big wobbling tits and little red cunt-bush. She ran into the water and got to the deep part quickly."You've got fantastic tits, Mom," said Dane, who was swimming up next to her.Jodie blushed furiously and snapped, "Dane, it isn't right to say things like that to your mother. We're here to swim, not to flirt--got it?" Got it," he said, lowering his eyes.He didn't keep them lowered for long, though. As he and Jodie paddled around in the deliciously cool water, he. “This is highly irregular, your honor,” Mathew protested. “Why rush to to judgment? Why not a temporary stay so we have time to get a second opinion by someone with an unbiased opinion of my client? Would a few days make such a big difference?”“Mr. Tate, as the defense council and member of the Pennsylvania bar, I don’t need to remind you of the law. I’ve already made my decision in the matter, and your protests are designed for show only. According to the statutes on civil confinement, my.