It took a few hours and when I got done he had a garbage disposal for me to hook up and then I got to paint. I actually like painting but Don told me ... was being too picky — that this wasn’t the Taj Mahal. Yeah, no kidding. It was almost as sick as my place, just a little bigger and the windows faced the street instead of looking into someone else’s apartment. At least it had new stuff in it now, but everything we put in was low-quality, cheap stuff. Don said in this rental bracket they just. There was Paul, leaning against the bed, a huge, throbbing erection in his young fist, obviously excited. Then he spoke again, very softly. "Don't stop, Mom. Please don't stop." His voice was calm, reassuring, supportive, and gentle. Instantly, my guilt and embarrassment faded, to be replaced by love and rekindled lust for my handsome young son. I sensed he wanted me badly. The way he was looking at me made my pussy tingle with need. I should have put an end to this madness right then and. She wanted to meet him this evening and was willing to even bunk the next day. But he insisted that he doesn’t want her to waste her offs for mere meet ups. While talking to her he was winking back to me and I was sure about what was going to happen for the next two days. We left the last mall after doing some more window shoppingAnd ended up at his college as he had some college assignment to be completed and it was eight in the evening and we were at his hostel. The hostel is pretty chilled. I undressed completely as I always sleep in the nude. I hate being tangled up in night clothes while I am sleeping. I had just dozed off.My shoulder was being shaken violently. I opened my eyes to see my sister Val kneeling on the bed next to me. She was wearing only her baby doll nightie.“Eddy, wake up Eddie, please wake up Eddy!, I need to talk to someone and mom isn’t here. Please Eddy, I am so unhappy, let me tell you what happened. At the dance, Johnny spent most of the time talking to the.