They used to be so perfect together, she didn’t know what had gone wrong. She threw the picture lightly onto the space beside her and curled up into...a ball. Why had everyone hated her since young? Why did the truth disgust them so much that they would rather be with the bitch than their own daughter? She rocked her body back and forth as tears fell down her face abundantly. She didn’t want to hurt John-she loved him so-but she couldn’t control herself from losing her temper whenever he was. His pain never left, it cycled like the ocean, like the moon, like daylight. He looked at his daughter, the beautiful woman she had become, perhaps because of him, perhaps in spite of him.The incredible pain coursed though him as he held back, over the years he quelled his instinct, his desire and his staggering need. Alcohol helped for a while, but soon he needed more, the end of a needle disappearing into his flesh, penetrating him in some twisted premonition.His hand moved from her shoulder,. Meanwhile, now my ass cheeks were being caressed by Mae, and I felt an involuntary shudder as I tried to assimilate feelings front and back.Two fingers now gliding and sliding in gently, and Ara turned slightly and grasped my cock in her small, smooth hand, and her face towards me, open mouth seeking mine, lips wet and wide – and then she sneezed, and again, straight into my nostrils and mouth. I had to gulp and felt her juice sliding down my nose and throat, and her other juices sliding down. As we watched the movie, I began to rub the cream between her toes and cross the top and bottom of one foot. I continued to massage her foot for some time. When I looked at my mother, her eyes were closed and her face serene.Slowly I massaged one foot and then the other, moving her heels against my private parts. With a good half bottle of wine in me, I no longer cared to hide my erection. My stiff cock was lying directly under her heel now. As I massaged, I moved her foot back and forth,.