But first I wanted to show her I could indeed be the man in charge, "Beg for it, Mom. Tell me what you want." "You know what I want," Mom said. "I wan... my son's big dick pounding my cunt." "Beg for it," I ordered, rubbing my cock up and down her pussy lips. "You little fucker," she snapped, both playful and yet equally annoyed. "Shove that big cock back in my cunt... where it came from and where it's supposed to be." I loved her saying, 'where it's supposed to be', even though it didn't make. The traffic in the lane behind it was backed up and she heard an angryvoice calling her a self-entitled bitch as the door opened and sheclimbed in. The car accelerated away so quickly that she was thrown backin her seat.Sitting on the bench across from her was Agent Campbell trying hard tokeep his eyes above her waist. Her coat was open and her legs wereakimbo, her skirt had hitched up in her hurry to get into the car and thedriver's expedited departure. She closed her legs, pulled down her. When she was just checking it with her clothes on, I too got eager and felt a movement in my tool only with the thought that how it would look on her naked body and suddenly from no where god heard the same or so I would presume, and she suddenly came out of her clothes one by one with only her old panties and bra and ran to her bathroom to have a bath. I waited along for when she would come out and at least have a little to see her body before she shuts her windows down to put on those. Well ... they're French ... If you were Canadian you'd understand.There isn't a speck of difference in the water level of this great big lake that wraps around the Michigan mitten. It probably ought to be Gran Big Lac qui s'enroule autour de la péninsule ... but the explorers were French ... and that makes it self-explanatory.Gran Big Lac qui s'enroule autour de la péninsule is down about two feet from last year. This helps end the massive beach erosion from the high-water of 1954, two feet.