"No, you've misunderstood me Doris. You need to talk. I'm willing to listen. Are you ready to talk? Because if you need more time to prepare..." I sto...d and made to hoist the clubs on my shoulder. "Hitting a bucket of balls might be a good idea. Give you some time..." No, I don't need more time to prepare." Oh there was some bite in her reply. I have to say I had put a little irony on 'time to prepare' when I spoke those words. 'Time to prepare' was a common work related phrase for her, I'd. Vadu ma area ki vachi call chesadu door open petu anadu sare ani door open peta.Vadu wall duki door open cheskoni lopalki vachadu.Rangane vadini patkoni kiss cheya saginaChala sepu kiss cheskunaka inka vadu na t-shirt tisesadu, okade chesestava bed room ki pada ana aiete vaadu bed meeda m chestam table inka sofa meeda try chedam anadu,Nanu inka kindaki tosadu vaadi modda baga gatiga aiepoindi pant tisi cheekadam start chesaBaga podugga inka laavu ga una vadi modda na gontu lo digutundi kani m. And I see you still dress sexy for the man of the house. You’re still aching to be taken by him. And that’s okay, honey. It’s perfectly natural.”“Jesus, Mom,” Zoey said. “I tried to seduce Dad, and you’re okay with it?”“Oh, honey, of course I am. I love you. And wanting to please the man of the house is something I understand. A strong man, taking charge...” A shiver ran through me. Clint was so strong. My son knew how to treat his Mommy-slut. My pussy itched. I rubbed my thighs together. “So. And still he runs the shaft in and out of me so slowly and deliberately. It’s driving me crazy - an unending circle of pain and lust - until I’m sobbing his name and begging…for what? For it to stop? For it to go on forever? I don’t know what I’m begging for but I know I NEED! And just when I think I can’t bear another smack or another slow thrust he turns the vibrator on high! Oh My God! I don’t know if I say it aloud or not - I’m so beyond thinking as the vibrations wash through my.