Considering his own past, he didn’t give much credence to this statement, but now he had his doubts. He resolved, once again, that his granddaughter...would never see his tattoos. How did you explain to a young girl, someone you wanted to love you forever, that you got these in a prison in the Soviet Union because you had to? Maybe when she was a lot older. He’d been here about an hour. The restaurant itself wasn’t that impressive. It was a small square room that had been converted into a Thai. "Oh Mum, you were so beautiful. I could see your big boobs and lovely arse. I was so turned on, I had to go to my room and (gasp) w-wank myself three times."His mother was now moving up and down at a more rapid pace as her excitement mounted. "Y-you had to (unngh) play with yourself three times (uungh) because you saw me naked? Oh you poor baby!" Yeah!", he replied as he started to put more power into his thrusts, meeting his mother's lunges halfway before she pushed him back into the bed.. The whole thing feels so comfortable and relaxed, the way they make me feel as if I have been there all my life. I tell them about living with my parents and how close we was before the accident, they dont ask me about what happened they just talk about their families and things. After the last class Ben meets me outside my class door and walks with me to the gates where Carl catches up to us, together they walk me home, Ben says he doesnt live far, just down the road in fact. Carl tells us he. “I am not married?” Cristine softly replied.“Well then, when was the last time that you were fucked?” Joey asked.“Five days ago, before I left to come visit my daughter,” Cristine softly replied.“Are you on birth control?” Joey asked Cassaundra’s beautiful sexy mother.“Yes, I am, and I usually do not let men cum inside me without wearing a condom,” Cristine softly said.“Well then, you should be safe for me to ejaculate my baby-making cum into your hot pussy without knocking you up,” Joey.