"look at how hard my cock is" I took more pictures as she teased me. She took her finger and flicked her cock to show how hard it was, she then took t...e same finger and wiped up some precum. when she licked her finger you could hear her lips sucking after she pulled it out. She was now bottomless with a rock hard cock, barefoot, hands on her hips and a tank top with no bra. She kneeled down in front of me as if she was going to suck my cock and sniffed my balls. "mmm you've been jacking off. Then dad? Does he know all this? I was not finding what to do. After some time Deepak went to bathroom, my mom’s cunt was now clean, a kind of teen’s cunt. Mom lied on the bed. I was still in her room. Then the doorbell rang and I went to open the door. Deepa and Rajesh were there. I could not see in their eyes. They were not expecting me to open the door probably. So they were looking me in a strange way. They directly went to mom’s room. I closed the door behind me and followed them.“What is. ."Did you do all this?" Patricia gushed and Jack beamed proudly and said "I'm a contractor and interior designer I'm so glad you like it!" Patricia laughed "Like it I love it! You must help me fix up my place I will hire you immediately if you agree!" Jack laughed and said "we will talk it over now lets have that coffee and danish shall we?" He set then a small table by the fire and he went to get the coffee and he was smiling to himself as he prepared the tray she liked him she was impressed. "No," he answered."I don't either," Paul confirmed. "It doesn't bother me when she calls me an asshole. It doesn't faze me when she starts to cry or pout. I have to fight to keep from laughing when she starts one of her tantrums. I just don't care." So why should we bother being nice to her?" John asked, irritated at the concept."Because it matters to Mom and Dad," Paul replied. "And, I'd like for it to matter to me someday. I'd like to be able to joke around with her the same way Chuck is.