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Thinking of all the cocks she would be getting got her moaning, as her fingers played, but thoughts of her husbands abuse pushed her off the cliff, s...e rolled two huge orgasms to start the day, not bad, the old broad still had it. What a creep, she loathed looking at him, though his condition aroused her. He was curled un in the fetal position, like an ugly freak baby, he had even shit himself, fag, his sad, stupid eyes followed her, she giggled, some more, the fear in him was abundant, he. They didn’t do much. They put me in the living room and locked themselves into my parents room. The double doors to their room had multiple window panes and a translucent curtain on the interior side. I had peeked on my parents from time to time. I was a curious child. On this occasion however I saw them making out and rubbing on each other. I got an erection with the thought of trading places with my uncle. Oh the things I would do to that woman!Within moments my uncle saw me and. It’s not anything in particular, I’m just missing her presence. Without her here, it’s like there’s a ... little jolt of electricity that’s missing from the atmosphere.”I stood, crawled onto the bed, and wrapped myself around her.“Yeah,” I said, “she has a presence. To me, she’s always crackling, waiting to bring her mind, her wit, her eye-crinkling smile to bear.”Rhee nodded and said, “That’s more like it. I was trying to find that. You’re more poetic than I am.”She kissed me and went back to. Only a few minutes later she heard the stone door being opened again and in panic she swung her legs off the altar and shakily got to her feet dreading what Dave might have planned for her.But it was Simon who had returned. Following instructions he had brought a lemonade bottle filled with water and a white enamel mug which he placed against the wall as she cowered away from him, hunched forward with her arms wrapped tight around her abused body, slowly sinking to the floor.He left again.