‘You could call me Mom during the day and at night, you can call me lover,’ she moaned louder, squeezing him harder, knowing her pussy was going t... explode. ‘Oh Mom, yes! Oh I love you so much!’ he cried out, watching her going crazy under him. ‘I’m going to cum in my pretty, sexy Mom!’ he moaned and she again went crazy under him. Her back arched, she moaned so loud and her pussy clamped around him like a vise. ‘Mommy like that?’ he teased, enjoying her body squirming under his. ‘Come on. I had a massive headrush. By the time the joint was passed back to me, my head was buzzing, and I felt so horny and didn’t click that Zane had put on gay porn. I was also a little drowsy and I keep hearing him say “relax.”Then out of nowhere, he grabbed my cock, but was powerless to stop him after my third smoke. I was too out-of-it to intervene. All I could do was move my head forward slightly and then fell back to the headrest of the couch, feeling drowsy. For the next few minutes, he. Anyhow, I was buzzed into the condo, and this tall, chubby Black guy named Frank came to greet me. Later I found out he was a friend of Peter’s, and was a criminal defense attorney in Windsor, Ontario. Hell of a commute from the town of Windsor to Ottawa every weekend but he and his wife Annabelle must think it’s worth it. They’re a lovely couple. She’s short, light-skinned and very pretty, and I overheard her say she works as an accountant somewhere in Ontario. Probably Windsor since she and. At 17, I walked out of my father’s home. I called a friend, and not wanting to be a burden, asked him to drive me to a bar I knew my mom frequented… My mom was living the life you would expect of a chronic alcoholic. She worked in a bar, and when she wasn’t behind the counter serving drinks, she was in front of it pounding them. When I showed up she saw it as her opportunity to put one over on dear old dad, and she let me move in. I got a beautifully lumpy futon in her living room as my very.