"Mornin' Mother."Rose turned using both hands to push her son away from her. Brad had only his white briefs on, his morning erection proudly tenting t...e front of them. Rose couldn't help but look between Brad's legs to see the bulge of the boy's prick. "No Brad!" She said pushing him again as he tried to step closer, his hands out in front of him trying to grab a feel of his mother's breasts. He knew from his rummaging through her lingerie drawer that they were a thirty five C cup. He wanted to. It all turned me on to a degree I had never felt and I looked forward to our in person meeting that he promised would happen within a few weeks. Roughly 2 weeks later, I was told to rent a room at a Motel 6 that was half way between where he and I lived. I drove to the motel excited as hell, while extremely nervous, also. He told me what color stockings to wear, garter and that I be clean and ready to fuck. After checking in, showering and douching, I waited anxiously for his call. The room. " He sighed in disgust. "I know they got a job to do, I read the paper like everybody else. I just wish they would realize that what they do can really fuck up an investigation." Did you get a hold of her parents?" That was not a job Michelle would want to do. How do you tell someone that their estranged daughter was dead at the hands of a psychopathic killer? How do you tell a father that his little girl was tortured and abused and then thrown away like yesterday's garbage? She could only. And I crawled back on her again and kissed her hair and her neck and her cheeks and I humped her ass as I did that and my juices covered her ass and then she whispered “Fuck me, baby. Go get the strap-on and fuck me” and I said “Not yet” and then I turned around and sat on her back and I pushed myself up so I could hump the back of her neck and she giggled muffled into the pillow and then she said “Ooooohh” again when I bent down and licked her asshole again and I put my arms around her thighs.