Clothes where everywhere. She didn't mind. She also forgot time andsometime in the afternoon her phone rang. She looked at it and recognizedthe name a... one of her coworkers. "Em, I heard you called in sick today,everything alright with you?" "I'm uhm... yes, I'm okay. Just wasn'tfeeling to good when I got up, felt a bit nauseous." "oh, shark week? I'msorry honey" "Uhm.... Yes..." Emily said. She hasn't thought about thatyet. But yes, even that made her happy. Even though every female She metas. Phr woh nhane chle gye jbb woh nha kr aye kya kyamat lgg rhe thi yeh dekh kr mera land khada hi gea nd ye bhabh ne notice b kr liya tha mere lower me se nd phr woh mere liye milk grm kr k liye kitchen mei chle nd jbb woh milk garm kr rhe the kitchen mei maine unko jaakr hug kia a nd mera land unki gaand se touch hua toh mujhe ekk current sa lga puri body mei nd mai unko utha kr hi le gyi bed room mei. Bhaiya uppr wale floor mei the hmm ground floor mei the.Bhabi ko maine bed pr patka nd milk b. Then it happened. Mr. Kink was sawing his dick in me and being very vocal about what a pussy my husband was and wanted my encouragement so I gave it to him. I gave him the kinky words he wanted to hear and to this day I’m so ashamed I want to die sometimes. ‘Fuck this little married whore pussy the way my pussy boy hubby can’t. Nut my egg and give him a bastard to raise.’ I didn’t mean a single word of it but it didn’t matter. Michael stood in the doorway having listened to every word and. She wondered if he was in his room, stroking his cock after seeing his mom's tits and legs. She managed to wait a full minute then went to his room. She opened the door, saying "Chris I may be gone when you get home. I'm going shopping." And just as she had thought, Chris stood there, shorts pulled down, his huge erection at full attention, his hand stroking it. Heather felt a surge of heat go through her breasts and between her legs at the thought of turning her son on like that."Mom!" he.