Me: Too bad, the seven-day rule is holding me back.I said, looking straight at her face with lust. Her hips started to move with her fingers, her body...started to bend some more.Mom: Fuck!She turned around, released her hand from fingering. She grabbed both of her ass cheeks with her hands and pulled them. Her ass crack spread and showed her asshole to her son. Her asshole was moving.Mom: Just put your cock inside my asshole, fuck my ass! Fill my ass up with your cum! Do it now!Checkmate! I. “So, mom, dad, I was thinking of taking next semester off and going to Greece with Kara. She is studying archeology and bagged a spot on the Troy dig.” Jake said. “Sounds kind of exciting; doesn’t it Jacob?” I envied the prospect of being in a foreign country with Jake, so close to where it all began for us. “Will you be able to come back to your own studies later?” Jacob asked, ignoring my remark.“Yes sir. I have it all planned. I can show you when we get to the house.” Jake held Kara’s hand a. “Come on, Emma, don’t be so bloody English!” It’s Alyssia. And I’m puzzled. “What do you mean?” She sighs with mock exasperation: “You need to put some sunscreen on. Who’s gonna want to root you when you’re peeling?” Shit. She’s probably right. Of course I haven’t thought to bring any on this particular trip. In my defence, nobody packs lotion for a trip to England. “Hah, I knew it! She hasn’t got any! Probably like your English friend over there,” says Alyssia, jerking her head at Jane. The only one she read over and over, each night, in her bedroom, alone, was the one she ripped out of her brothers Penthouse forum magazine. Laying in her bed late at night dreaming of a faceless man to take control of her. To take her body and cup with spirited passion, her firm breasts of plenteous pursuance. And kiss her tenderly with emotion and he would taste Better than she had dreamed he would taste. Of course Rhodes knew none of this he had never spoken to her. However, underneath all.