《Unholy Cravings-a Sinful Obsession》全部章節：第 471 章 - 第 480 章

I didn't have to make any decisions for a while. I had a few cracked ribs, a fractured wrist, and some significant internal bruising. I didn't have a concussion, but my face was swollen on one side and I had two black eyes. I ended up in the hospital for three nights. Mom and Becky visited me every day, and Mom came again later at night. From the outside I'm sure we looked like any other mother and child, as she held my hand and stroked my hair, but our conversation was anything but. She told me again and again how proud she was of me, and that he'd never hurt me again. She whispered promises that made me blush, and said she loved me. The way she said it, I knew that we were basically a couple. I was happy with that.I didn't understand at first, but I began to realize that as much as she wanted to protect me, the fact that I had protected her, at the cost of my body, was something she found difficult to cope with. She talked about how guilty she felt, and I tried to be all manly and

I pushed her onto her back. I wanted her to know she was mine. And that I was going to fuck her, hard. She moaned, and spread her legs like a good girl. Normally, I would have loved to have gone down on her for a while, but her wake-up technique and left me needing her cunt, right then.I pinned her wrists with my hands easily. She struggled but she didn't want to be free. It was easy to tell as I entered her, because her legs wrapped themselves around me tightly."Yes. Like this. Please...fuck me. Fuck me really good. Show me who owns me, baby," she gasped out as I started thrusting into her.I wasn't as rough as I might have been. Not at first. i needed to stop and kiss her on her mouth and on her fine neck and hear her gasp in my ear. I pinned her delicate wrists with only one hand to leave the other one free to roam, stroking her face, and as things got more intense, grip her ass tightly.As I began to really pound her she moaned. She was much louder than she normally was, it was

"Not even when what?" I stepped forward. I hadn't even realized we were standing up now. Tea forgotten, I had moved around the table until I was maybe two feet away from her. She seemed to want to step away but she stopped."Not even when I got the letter from mom on the day she died. She also sent your...story. About how everything played out with dad. How you started sleeping together. How you fell in love.""Why would she have done that?" I said to no one in particular.I was stunned. That story...I stood by it. It was the truth as I saw it. It was full of my love for Mom, and I was proud to (anonymously) share it so others in similar situations might have some comfort that they weren't alone. It was not the sort of thing i would have ever wanted Becky to read, at least without talking to her first. It was very explicit, and described things that happened while she was very young and when I was basically her surrogate father as well as her big brother. It must have ruined her image

I tried to talk but she shushed me and handed me a beer. It was cold, she must have bought it on the way. I kind of loved her for that. She pulled the other camping chair from my car and sat down next to me."Be useful and roast me a damn hot dog while I talk to you. And please...please just listen, ok? Don't run, or shut down. I need you at least as much as you need me," she said. I could never deny her anything when she said anything in that simple, loving tone. She never really used it to manipulate me either, it was something that came out when she really, really needed me to stop and help her. So I did the smartest thing that I had done that whole day, I shut up and listened to her:"I think Mom had been misleading you for a while. Not in a bad or mean way. She just...kept some things from you. I think that even after you'd been together for so long...she still felt like she was your protector, in some ways. I bet you think what happened at home was an awful thing that happened i

I made my decision and stood up. The way she looked up at me, her eyes wet with barely held-back tears, wide and vulnerable, reinforced that it was the right choice. I held out my hand to her and she took it. I started to lead her to the tent.We got about halfway there when she stopped and her eyes got really wide."Shit! I, uh, left something in the car. Go to the tent, this will take like 30 seconds."I shrugged and got in the tent. I stripped down and relaxed. Nothing had happened and I was hard as a rock. I hoped that wherever she was, Mom was really ok with this. Thinking back on everything, I think she was. I think if she were alive she would have sat down by the fire and told us to have fun. And maybe enjoyed listening to the noises that she heard. Nothing made her happier than her children's happiness.It only took Becky a minute and she came in the tent so fast she tripped and I had to catch her. She giggled and kissed me while one of her hands found my cock. I groaned in ne