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“It’s okay, Mom. She had two boyfriends who knew about each other. I yelled. I stepped back, but not far enough. Was she a succubus, a whore, a slut? You have to listen to me! They weren’t real people, anyway, at least not to me. I had to survive my son’s fresh assault. He had less than three seconds. Sobs would disturb my timing. Are you turning in my mommy fuck slave?” His rhythm increased in proportion to his imagination of my becoming his sex toy. That. Should I study Karate? Taking up a quarter of his room, a worn Sousaphone waited on its stand. He had less than three seconds. I simply wanted to eat, run back to my room, and wedge a chair under the doorknob. I tapped “Anne” in my contacts and the phone came alive. What would Anne do? He left me staring at it. My hand quivered. “Ow! It’s firm length hit my cervix. “You should lick up what you didn’t swallow.”
I frowned. “You need to be fed, Mom.” His hands grabbed my head and he punched cock into my lips. I knew, his only accomplishment would be to defile his mother one more time. It’s rich flavor had a rancid meat musk. “Mmm, Mom. It was the first time
