He thought everything was funny. The real reason I disliked Patrick was the way he looked at me. It was like he could see straight through me. It sou...ds cliched, I know, but it’s how I felt. I always put up a brave front for my family, tried to be the rock the desperate saps needed because they were so dysfunctional. They were all too sensitive, too vulnerable. They worried over everything, so I took care of them. When I caught him looking at me, it was like he could see how small and insecure. They jumped to Saudi Arabia and began their search for the members of the cabal. These men were easy to find, since they had their names, so it was just a matter of waiting until one of them rode off in his car. It didn't take long for the car to get stuck in gridlock, so their target began diddling one of his female slaves who was in the car for just that purpose. Jase made his way through the stalled traffic to a good jumping location. This time he remembered to remove the safety on the gun. He watched intently and gasped, "Oh yes! Oh yes, that feels so good, Mom!" I brought my right hand to the small pool of my son's juices that had formed on my stomach. I played with it and rubbed it 'round and 'round. I coated my fingers with it and then placed them where they would do the most good... in my hot, sticky cunt. Once again, I concentrated on my own pleasures by plunging my fingers back into my overheated fuck-hole. Again and again I collected Paul's seminal fluid's to lubricate my. I started rubbing him and he said to go slow because he wanted to enjoy the bj since he did not get t hem at home. He then told me he wanted his ass rimmed and asked if I do that. I said I never have done it, but will try. He turned around and I spread his ass cheeks and ran my tongue around his right hole. He then told me to lick the center and moaned as I complied. Before I knew it he told me to tongue fuck his ass, which I did. I don't know what tuned me on more, doing the act or.