”“Jane, his wife was killed when Michael was four. Eric, or Tom, was in the Marines and had to come home to care for his son. In uptime, he owned ... gun shop on this side of the Cooper River.”“How’s she killed?” asked Janice.Trying to explain things in downtimer terms, Grant said, “A man drank too much and was too drunk to drive his carriage. He ran her carriage off a bridge and she drowned.”“What did they’s do to da man?”“Not enough, but six months later, he was found mysteriously floating face. I offered him my purse with some money, but he laughed and looked me into my eyes. I shivered when I understood what he wanted.He grabbed me by the hair and lifted me to my feet. He ordered me to take off my blouse. I brought my hands up to my blouse and tried to undo the first button. But they were shaking uncontrollable as I tried to keep calm.He reached out with his hand and ripped my blouse and bra from my body.“Get that tight skirt off…. and your panties…. hurry up bitch…” He ordered.With. She just smiled and started to crawl on the bed.All I know is I don't remember anything in my life as I remember that EXACT moment, I remember everything, the weight of the bed changing as my mother climbed onto it. Her hands grazing my thigh and then my stomach then my breast feeling the heat of her body over me, as she climbed over me, my feet curling in from nervousness and I felt her lower her body gently onto me, her hand reaching down and gently pushing my thigh to open my leg...haha her. I knew she was horny and to tease her more I kissed, licked, bit and sucked everywhere on her boobs but intentionally left out the nipples. She grew mad and pushed her nipple into my mouth by holding my hair. I bit her boobs so hard that she had blue bruise marks later. She closed her eyes with pure pleasure and slid her hand into my shorts. The testosterone powered ‘commander armaander’ (her nickname for my dick) was already throbbing with lust. She was handling it expertly and was jerking me.
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