Any chance of a fuck?" Sorry Gilly, not at the moment," Charlie replied without looking up, the full glass of whisky rising to his lips again."Okay, I...ll ask Karen." She's not here."The despondent tone made Gilly look more closely at Charlie and she saw the hurt expression on his face."What's happened? Where is she?" We've had a row, a serious row. She told me to fuck off. I don't know where she is." OH GOD! Tell me what happened." Sit down, it's a long story."Charlie told the tale from the day. I placed my open palm gently upon the far cheek and still mother did not move - but she let out a long loud sigh as I gave her a single squeeze.What the hell has gotten into her - with me?I no longer watched my hand but the white flesh as I began to spank its tender skin. The whole of each cheek flattened violently and a wave of flesh rapidly flowed out from my hand. When I withdrew it, for another strike, the skin was brighter in colour, almost glowing with proof of my anger.I spanked mothers. She put her hands over her little titties, rolling her nipples in between her fingers. She wanted bigger boobs badly, planning on getting implants after college, or even in college. She wanted her sister’s boobs, big, full D cups. She moved her hands down her smooth stomach, and put one over her pussy. She rubbed her clit a little, then turned around and admired her ass. 42 inches around, the main signature of her family. The boys all loved it, and she loved flaunting it. Yoga pants and. We put a blanket down and shared some sexy small talk while sharing some wine coolers I brought. She was a BBW type, and had a loose top on with a bra. Nothing too revealing. I was wearing jeans shorts and a t-shirt. No underwear. On our chats we had discussed that i liked to watch and show. She particularly reminded me that I had said I liked to taste my precum. This triggered me to take off my shirt and it was pretty clear that my low riding shorts were bulging a bit. As I leaned back, I.