This is really strange. I feel like I’m in the Twilight Zone.”“I’d like some tea, if it’s alright with you,” Beth responded. “Sometimes ...he sky is really pretty at twilight.” The odd look Tanya gave her indicated to Beth that she’d misunderstood something. This language thing was starting to get frustrating. There were too many meanings for the words she heard, and she seemed to be constantly reminded that she didn’t know them all.“Good. I wasn’t sure if they have tea,” Tanya said, sounding. She told me to fuck her, to keep fucking her. She told me to pound her wet pussy, her wet whore pussy, repeating it. In the dimness, I could only just make out her big tits swaying heroically beneath her as I thrust in and out of her. The ends of her hair swept the dirt floor. I told her to take my hard cock, to take this hot, dirty fucking. I palmed the cheeks of her ass and spread them to get a better view of my cock drilling her cunt.“Oh, yeah, spread me open and fuck me,” she growled,. You better make it count Ron, cuz I will never let you do it again. You will have one night to break me, to rape me the way we both know you've always wanted." I said as I pushed and wiggled my exposed ass into him. " Here's all you have to do... "The plan was simple. I gave Ron a key, and he was to" break in", wearing a ski mask and a prominently displayed (temporary) tatoo. He would subdue our son and fuck me at (unloaded) gun point. Then on a whim he would force me to suck our son, to kiss. " I withdrew slowly.I offered her my hand, pulled her from the bench and we ended up face to face, lips and noses almost touching. I could feel her hard breasts on my ribs as she looked up at me, and I am sure she could feel my swollen horn at her navel. "Tonight," I said, and we parted.It was well after midnight when a small flame flickered to life in the corner window of the second floor. I vaulted the low fence, dragged myself up the drainpipe, scurried across the chimneypiece and swung up.