He walked around the apartment, still dripping wet, andguessed he was probably in Brenda's apartment. Somehow he had taken overher body. Eventually he...found her purse and looked inside and found herID, confirming it.Gathering himself, he walked back into the bathroom, and noticedBrenda's body. "Damn, bitch ain't half bad." He said, noticing how weirdhis speech was coming out of her mouth. He looked down, and noticed thatshe trimmed herself nicely. As he touched down below, he felt a twitchof. I could tell by looking at her she looked quite flustered but seemed to be locked into conversation with him - her eyes never seemed to break from his. When she returned she seemed very happy and almost nervous, like a teenage girl with butterflies!. I asked how she got on and she explained that she had met David who lived with his parents and sister, she said he worked at a local company having just graduated from uni, and that he was 22. I remarked that she had certainly got to know him. Please, come in.”The door opens all the way, and I see her standing there. I’d forgotten how good she looks. Her blonde hair is loose, and hanging down her back. She has on a white t-shirt that doesn’t hug her figure, but doesn’t hide it either, and a pair of Capri’s hugging her slender legs.“I—“ I have to clear my throat, and try to speak again. “I have a letter from . . . from Michael.”She draws in a deep breath, and I hand the white parchment to her. I can see that her hands are shaking as. "I don't know why, sweetheart, but you make me feel so fucking horny I could die!"Bobby kissed one of his mother's naked breasts, using his fingers to squeeze and caress the firm flesh gently."You do the same to me, Mom," he replied. "Ummmmmmm! God, you have gorgeous fuckin' tits!" Why thank you, baby!", laughed Cathy, becoming more and more turned on by the boy's hot mouth action. Bobby stuck out his tongue and flicked his mother's erect nipple, teasing her. Finally, he sank his whole mouth.