"David didn't answer his mother directly. "Whoa, I've been fucking my own Mother for a month. That is so cool!" That still doesn't tell me what you wa...ted to talk about."David was panting, and his cock was shiny hard and throbbing. "I can't talk now. I need to fuck my Mother."His stacked mother was puzzled, but she sat down on the couch and spread her legs for her son. "You're acting oddly David, but if it means that I get more hard cock pounded into me, I guess I'm not going to complain."David. I've pointed this out to her more than once, but she chooses not to believe me or accept the fact. It's the first big project I've been given since making partner at work. “We've been over this, Trisha. I'm not going to get into it again. I told you this was a bad weekend for me. I am not stopping you from going and taking the kids. I know how much they miss their grandparents. Besides, it isn't like your going to miss me when you're gone.” Our marriage has been more like a partnership,. ... she!" Was all that he could manage to get out, it took a few moments for what his wife had said to actually sink in. "It was the strangest thing I was walking then she came out and..." suddenly a look of clarity lit up his face. "She is also? My, my, it seems our young master is starting to gather a small harem, I wonder how long before he starts to thinks of babies?" Rasmir thought a dream like far off look on his face. Reaching over Yasmen slapped his arm, "Rasmir! Please husband, let's. Trudy sighed as she saw the six-inch heeled ankle strapped, Italian, beige and gold trimmed stiletto shoes that ended in a very pointed tip."Oh you lucky thing! Those shoes cost over three hundred, you are so lucky!" she gasped with awe.The next gift contained several items. The first being a light pink and beige satin paisley designed wrap around skirt and matching light pink top that was designed to show a bra beneath and to finish it off there was also a light pink cottoned cardigan. Trudy.