You know we can’t have that. We’ll come back tomorrow to see it again, if you like. But we’ve got to go, Rose. The stove will be needing more lo...s. You know Ronny can’t take cold.’ ‘Just a few more minutes, please,’ the girl said in a sad, plaintive voice. ‘Look, he looks so peaceful, Mom. He looks like Ronny.’ Emily turned away, embarrassed at having intruded in the intimate family scene, even if not on purpose. She entered the store and stood by the front display until the clerk came forward.. She wasn't sure to begin with but she agreed and I did something nice for her while my hand was inside her knickers. Can still remember felling her knickers, slipping my fingers inside and catching a feel of her pubes and I just fell in love with hairy pussies there and then. I love hairy women and how natural they are and I love it now if I find myself a woman and her pussy is hairy. I have been single about 3 years after my marriage ended and I love being out there again getting with as many. She watched with a mixture of fascination at the boldness of her boy and at the same time under a sexual spell of his magical administrations and the arousing renewal of his risque, even outright raunchy lewd lechery. She couldn't resist, she didn't want to. She knew where this was leading, she new the answer to the third question. She was sure he would do as he intended. But she asked anyway, her mind in some disassociate state, as she spoke the fateful words. “The third thing, the thrust. My shoulders where killing me and every so many minutes I had to get up on my toes to get some circulation back in my hands. The door on the other side opened and two large individuals came in also wearing leather pants but, no shirts and the front of their pants where open exposing huge genitals. They walked to the far side near the wall and turned a light over a strange looking chair that appeared to be made of metal, straps hanging from the front for the ankles and straps hanging from a thin.