1. Former Playboy Playmates Part 6: Julianne’s Medicine


    Date: 12/12/2015, Categories: Fiction, Incest, Latina, Male/Female, Threesome, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 94.1, Source: sexstories.com

    the huge, drunk man knocked them both down. She seemed fine, but all Greg saw was red. Adrenaline pumping through his veins, his boiling blood, caused him to feel no pain from the beating the drunk was giving him. He was raining fists down on Greg’s body, but Greg felt nothing. He only saw his mother crying. Lying on his side, he saw the man’s legs and kicked his knee as hard as he could, causing the man to stumble. Greg got to his feet as fast as possible, squatted, balled his right fist and gave the stumbling man an uppercut to the nose, breaking it. The drunkard roared in pain, unable to react when Greg tackled him, mercilessly slamming his fists down on him. He said nothing while he beat the man that insulted the woman he loved. The man managed to land a few blows to Greg’s face, but they were unsuccessful in stopping him. Finally he gave out, the man bleeding and trying to block the onslaught of fists, Greg’s mother pulling him off the man. He held her, saying he was sorry over and over. The man crawled away, pulling himself behind one of the game booths, out of sight. “Let’s go,” she said. “Let’s go home.” Greg nodded, looking around, seeing a few stragglers leaving the fair, a couple of them pointing at the fight they had witnessed. “Some drunk guy,” Greg heard a person say. “Yeah I saw it too,” another mumbled. Another drunken patron clapped his hands, “Yeah buddy! Defend your woman! Whooooo!” Greg and Julianne ignored them, holding one another as they made their way ...
    to Greg’s car. She drove them home. Their timing was just right. The carnival was closing just as a late night thunderstorm was approaching. Julianne glanced over to her embarrassed son, as the clouds above opened up, thunder and lightning all around them. The car ride was silent. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, mom,” Greg whispered, when they pulled in the driveway. “It’s ok,” she patted his thigh. “Let’s get inside.” Greg nodded, sniffed, and opened the car door, quickly escorting his mother inside out of the pouring rain and lightning. “See? We’re all ok,” she said, entering the house, hugging Greg. “I know,” Greg nodded. “Let me get a look at you,” she said. Greg sniffed, fighting back tears of anger and nodded. Julianne led him to the bedroom, turning on the light, examining the small cuts on his temple and jaw. “Oh sweetie. It’s ok. Anywhere else?” Greg shrugged, “He was hitting my arms and back some, I think. It was all a blur.” Julianne smiled, helping Greg remove his shirt, looking over the red whelps of his shoulder and back. “Yes, he got you here some too. Take off your shoes and relax.” Greg did as he was told, sitting against the pillows his mother stacked. All he saw was his mother in pain, some drunk guy trying to rape her. Lightning crackled, the power went out. He wasn’t thinking of anything else. He couldn’t concentrate; asking himself what he’d do if something happened to her over and over again. Greg didn’t notice his mother enter the room with a lit candle. She ...
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