Though i knew my mum would tell him as soon as he arrived."No...they fixed it in store" I said mentally wincing at this lame answer. "Please let this ...ork" I thought to myself.She ripped the phone from me and examined the screen far more closing than a "sane" person would."Then why is it so scratched and I think u lied to me and took your phone into college" she said confidently."Its not like its against the law mum, EVERYONE has a phone these days and their not the size of bricks anymore, its. My buddies thought opening both doors on a side--the frontopening to the left, the back suicide-door opening to the right--looked like theautomotive version of a big cunt: red, flaring, and open.That car and I went way back; it was my pride and joy. For a long time my sonthought the Lincoln Continental was named after me. As a college student, mywife lost her cherry to me in that car. A few years later, as best I can figure,my son Jan was conceived in that car one horny night at a drive-in. Quickly he pulled his still hard dick out and I cried as I felt myself empty. My asshole was sore, but my pussy was leaking my juices as I was totally aroused.All of a sudden he pushed a large rubber dildo deep inside my wet slippery cunt. I moaned in pleasure and sobbed as I felt this thing reaching the hilt."Get your cunt ready for my cock." He warned me, as I felt the piece of rubber was now starting to vibrate. That caused me shiver with pleasure and my shaky legs suddenly made me feel I. Tony replied, "Well you made a lovely selection. Maybe I should call your wife and tell her she needs to do a better job at home."Now he shouldn't have, but upon hearing the statement about calling his wife he panicked. "No, not that" he blurted out, the red rising in his face.Tony looked confused. The smirk he was wearing as he made the statement turned to a questioning look, then it abruptly changed to understanding. "Calling the wife would be a bad idea, eh?" Tony said in a cold, surly.