During those times, he would ask awkward questions like, “Does Shamsher keep you happy?” Sometimes his hands would reach on my naked shoulder and ...ress me.”Aaj mausam bada suhana hai.”As I didn’t mind the attention, I would blush and dimples would come on my cheeks. Then he began to call me upstairs and ask me to massage his back. When I enter the room, he’ll ask me to bolt the door as mosquitoes would enter.When I bolt the door, he’ll remove the banyan and lie on his back. And then remove my. I grabbed her by the ankles and put her stockinged feet on my shoulders. I grabbed my throbbing prick and lined it up with her opening. I pushed the head inside gently and then quickly jammed the rest of my length deep inside her in one quick thrust. It took her by surprise and she cried out in pleasure. "Oh fuck!" Was all I could manage as I enjoyed the feeling of being buried balls deep in my mother. "Fuck me Jonathan! Make me cum, please!" She begged. I slowly withdrew my cock and then slid. It was my guess that they were waiting for a special occasion, but I didn't know what it was. The presidential election was scheduled for next year, and maybe that was when they would hit us. That was a good time for a lot of reasons, so we might have that long to counteract the terrorists. I hoped so, but I was not going to bet on it.The weapons were cached in an abandoned building in the Bronx. That was good and bad from our viewpoint. An abandoned building could be destroyed without too much. Humans always find ways to rationalize their perversity. That is why my sisters exist.”“Your sisters exist because your mother was a dumb cunt and let Las trick her into having sex with him. You’re nothing but the God of Lust’s bastard spawn.” My mind grappled onto that. There was something there, something about Erinyes I could use. It was hard to think standing naked against a demigoddess.“Her anger at being violated by Las birthed us,” snarled Injuriae, her beautiful face twisting into.