An hour later I was still crying, my body wracked with sobs as I kept coming back to the contempt which my son held for me, and despite that he was in...trouble for leaping to my defence and I had never even noticed. It must have been heartbreaking for him to come home day after day covered in bruises to a mother that was too wrapped up in her own pleasures to notice. I didn't look up when Max came into the kitchen though I did try to suppress my sobs, but it was no use, they escaped from me like. This little man answered the door and said as he hugged me " Rainbow sweetie it's so nice to see you." Then he handed the operator some money.I knew the couple was in their mid 40's. This guy looked older. He was really short and round. I am 5'-1" and I was taller than him. He had a flat top hair cut. He told me to sit and he would get his wife. The apartment was huge with a lot of expensive stuff around. He came back first and then this woman appeared and shocked me. She was really tall for a. "Hey sleepy head" said Ronnie with a smile. Tiara smiled and realized how lewdly she was exposing herself and closed her legs. Her face was beet red. "I'm sorry Ronnie" she said as her eyes began to well up with tears. "Sorry for what?" "For what happened earlier" said Tiara. Ronnie hugged her. "Sweetie, I did what I did because I wanted to. You didn't do anything wrong." Tiara smiled at her. "Really?" "Really really", said Ronnie with a smile. Tiara looked at Ronnie. "Can you teach me more?". I don't like this game," he whined.He was getting ornery again. I don't know what possessed me, but I opened the drawer and pulled out a small knife. He immediately froze as soon as he saw it in my hand. I traced the sharp of the blade up and down his spine. "What did I say about turning around?"He hesitated. I heard him gulp. "You said not to." That's right." I squeezed his cock. It was harder now than ever. He might try to pretend, but I knew he liked it. "Now... tell me who's in charge." You.
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