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"It will remind you of us." He pressed his lips to the bottom of her foot, and tears fell on her toes. "I love you." He bowed his head to hide his embarrassment. It was a beautiful symbol of their love, yet it felt like an ending, a indian sad, brokenhearted ending. Evan sobbed. "Baby, look at me." He lifted his head and dragged his forearm across his face. Candy was sitting up. A trail of tears ran down her cheeks, fell to her chest, and inched toward her nipples. "Baby, come here." She patted the spot on the bed next to her. Evan crawled up alongside his mother without looking at her. She kissed his forehead, laid back on the pillows, and said, "Let me hold you." He collapsed beside her and rested his head on her chest while Candy strummed her fingers across his cheek. His tears spilled into her cleavage. "Don't worry, honey," she said, "It's all going to work out. I promise." Their roles had reverted back, and Evan let Candy mother him the way she used to. So much for his newfound manhood and protecting Candy from his father. Evan rolled on his back, and Candy turned on her side, looking down at him. "Want a pillow?" He shook his head. Candy said, "Thank you for letting me hold you that way. I like being your mother, too. Sometimes I need that." "Mmhmm." It felt like an utter defeat. "I still need you," Candy said and put her hand on his chest. "Just because we can't be together, doesn't mean I don't still want you and need you that way, like a man . . . my man. I do, I see you that way, even though I'm your mother." He put his hand on hers. "You do?" "Of course. I'm here for you as a mother, and other times . . . you're a man, and I need that, too. I love you both ways, but sex is, well, it's just something we shouldn't do." “Las's amazing cock!” Zanyia howled in orgasmic rapture. "No-o, sir." Suddenly her pink panties and black gym shorts that she was wearing just moments ago began to float and fill to her shape. It happened so quickly, I didn’t even realize what she was doing until it was over. “He's not my fucking hero and maybe you should work on your shitty security,” she huffed, trying to get out of Murph's grasp. I was so glad that he loved me. It was why I wore skirts and cute dresses. “Thank you, Bryan. All Alexis could do was nod. My cock naturally positioning itself at her entrance. She laid down on the mattress on the floor and spread her thighs. Opening it eagerly she pulled out the variety of dildos and strap on attachments kept there. I winked at the maid, she scowled back at me, I knew I should enjoy sampling her, and then while watching the maid I resumed taking my pleasure. “‘That’s good, do you… want me to make you something to eat?’ The sound skittered through my ears, my spine shivering. Marcos pulled Rose’s head back before slamming her back down, saliva drooling from her mouth as Marcos began to force her down over and over again. So I’m allocating an agent to take you to the bars in the offworld enclave...” The water ebbed, and now three tentacles grasped for purchase, powerful suckers holding fast to the glistening rock. All of the other girls in indian her grade level seemed to have sprouted up tall and blossomed into nubile young adults, graceful and mature, while Emily felt stunted in comparison, like puberty had given up before finishing the job. My tongue darted into Macie's mouth, dueling with hers as I stroked up and down her hot flesh. I would defeat her. Allison crawled over to me and put her head in my lap, which kind of worried me. There was also no tablecloth to provide any cover, so Amanda was on full display to everyone in the restaurant. Just ready for me to enter her. “Or… y’know, maybe she should get with someone who has never and will never abuse her in the first place.” I replied as if it were obvious. But what if they didn’t bother looking for him?