Then she grabbed my hard cock; took it out from her wet slit and aimed the head to her tight asshole…I moved forward and she moaned as I entered her...nice tight rosebud. I pumped her wildly and finally emptied my balls into her now stretched anus. I rubbed her wet crotch and told her goodnight. Next morning I got a call at work from Anita¸ saying that Byron had just called her and wanted to see her again. Of course she had accepted. I asked her if I still had time to come back home and watch him. At first I’m relieved, but when I take a closer look at the picture I start to realize some inconsistencies, like some of my toys lying on the ground and a drawing placed on the fridge door. I confronted her about and when she started stammering her words I knew there was something wrong. I demanded she tell me the truth but she just ran upstairs to her room. I followed her and pinned her against the wall. As I looked into her eyes I no longer saw my mother but a woman harbouring a deep dark. "My God, I need a shower." She looked at Dave, who had gotten charcoal pencil all over his hands and face. "You do too, for that matter. You want to go first, or shall I?"Dave blurted out what he was thinking. "We could always take one together." He paused. "Oh my God, did I really say that?" He looked up at Kate, laughing, trying to pass it off as a joke. They hadn't done anything more than kiss at this point. He thought she would be offended, so he tried to laugh it off.She wasn't offended,. His dreams of being able to survive doing honest work vanished. He’d never lower himself to being a whore. He’d rather die. Ashriel fell to his knees in a stupor. Natanael knelt beside him, his fingers stroking Ashriel’s long hair. “You don’t have to worry about anything, Ash. This is our home now. Devon’s going to take care of us.” “It’s a trap,” Ashriel hissed in alarm. “He used me to lure the rest of you here. Don’t you see he wants to create an army of reapers to…to…” Natanael shook his.