But i could not make any move, rational or irrational.The sound would stop momentarily, with some sound of bangles, kissing sound and low pitch speaki...g that i could not understand mixed with movement of sheets and clothes. Moaning would resume again with more vigor than earlier. I was moving my hand on my penis unknowingly. Is my mother making out with my friend? How is it possible? If not he, then who else?Dad was out for 2 weeks! I was sure by now from the circumstances that, nobody but my. Those things are important to keep her safe. I'm going to teach her how to walk on a leash and how to be a good citizen." You aren't one of those trainers who is rough with his dogs are you?" she asked, obviously still not convinced."No, Ma'am, we train with rewards, not punishment. Anytime you want, you can come and watch." Helen nodded her head. I was sure that she would be keeping an eye on Jack. He might be sorry that he agreed to help Ed.Neither Helen, nor Skeeter, met me in the mornings. He is persistent, dedicated and passionate. And I can't help but add, the best sex ever. The way he kisses me is like a drug. I can't get enough of his lips and it makes my head spin to kiss him. The gentle way he bites my lip and meets my tongue. But that kissing can get rough and passionate in the heat of the moment. His soft kisses on my neck and behind my ear are my favourite. The way that he nibbles on my earlobe, and works his way down, kissing my neck and chin and collarbone. He takes. So they were talking when my mom came in a dress which could give a hard-on to anyone. She was wearing a micro bikini, golden colour and only the hard nipples were covered. She had shaved her pussy and she even turned around just like that to show her big white ass to them. She came in with a cake. They both stood up, couldn’t take their eyes of my mom tits. They said hello and my mom went and hugged them together. She said congrats to them and told them to sit down. She sat in between of them.