What happened next was not. Milf sex I was lying on my bed reading Dostoyevsky, completely hypnotized by his literary cunning, until I heard my mother screech. It was an accident, I will say that before God my creator, stabbing my pa was an accident. The sensation was almost too much for me to bear, although not moist, she had began to bleed from this consummation. Father in a sparring position attempted to strike me in his hastened fury, but was met with my blade lodged in between his ribs. I tried to shake it off and stay focused but by now I was sure Katherine felt my cock hardening pressing against her leg. The cut was superficial in the sense that her organs were still intact. I much like my father grabbed her hair and lifted her head only to slice her throat open. Her body jerked from the excruciating pain but in one swift movement I sliced her to her belly button.
