Chapter 736 Taking This Pussy:>2

• Abram was tall and athletic, strong without being overly muscular. Perfectly sculpted, lean and wiry. My son was no whimp, so I didn't expect him to cower, but I didn't expect to see what I saw. The look in his eyes was serious and confident, like he was prepared to kill this man and knew he could. A dangerous gaze, terrifying to the one on the other side of it. My son, in that moment, was an absolute pillar of power, with his austere glare, intimidating frame and that strong, hard cock that I couldn't keep from glancing down at.
• The three of us stood frozen for a few moments, then chaos erupted as soon as Abe saw the knife on the bed. He dove for it. But the assailant was already closer to it and moved. I screamed. They both grabbed the knife and began to struggle, wrestling for control. The burglar was shorter than my son, but was a lot bigger, by forty pounds at least. I was petrified, frozen stiff, covering my nudity with my arms as I watched my son fight.
• Abram almost had possession of the knife, twisting it out of the other man's hand. Then the bigger man bit my son's forearm, hard. He grunted, a trickle red blood beginning to drip from the assailant's mouth. But Abram didn't let go. He knew that if he let the other man get the knife, both of us were likely dead.