"Mom?" I called out softly."Hi there, come on in here and talk to your mother, baby. I'm decent so come on in."I eased up to the door gradually and pe...red around the corner. Mom was in the tub with bubbles up to her chin. Her hair was gathered and tied in a half-assed ponytail. Her bathrobe was nowhere in sight. When she saw me peeking around the corner of the door she sat up in the tub causing her body to rise under her cover of bubbles. There were ample bubbles resting on the top of her boobs. He trembled as she lit it, took a deep draw and let a wisp a smoke escape from the side of her mouth. "Would you like to fuck your mother?" she asked of him sexily. She turned away from him and backed her exquisite ass up against his hard pole. She took his hands and brought them around to her chest, which he eagerly massaged. She gyrated her hips against him and tossed her hair to one side. "Hmmm? I need a good fuck now that your father is a useless piece of shit. Besides your cock is so much. This secret kept him single, although women kept falling for him.Underneath his clothing he often wore stockings, bras and panties. He ordered them by mail order. He didn't dare to buy them in public at the mall, afraid of being detected. He even had ordered them under a female name.Due to his bulk he couldn't find any dress in his size. His wish to wear dresses, even only in the closet couldn't come true. He often dreamt that he was wearing the most beautiful dresses, but in the end he awoke. It was after speaking with your colleagues that we wondered about those parts of the kelp that could not be used for box making. It was what we call a by-product – un produit derive, I think? We decided that it could become a kelp fertiliser, and as the new owners of Rehome Fertilisers also own our company, it was noted that they could work together profitably, to the benefit of both. I expect that your organisation could also benefit. Rehome Fertilisers could offer a range of fertilisers for.