But life goes on. ‘I’m sorry, ma’am. We sold out our entire stock of Christmas trees days ago.’ The sales associate wore the red and gold smoc... of Ditman’s Furnishings. His plastic nametag read, ‘I’m Dave, here to help You!’ He was as polite and helpful as he could be under the circumstances. One of Dave’s previous customers had been interrupting their conversation with ‘I’m still waiting’ every thirty seconds, complete with syncopated foot tapping. Meanwhile, not ten feet away, another pair of. Moving up the hill a little was an option, but the over-zealous security light from the house a few doors up might give me away. And I'd be a few steps closer to the Law. So I stayed put, trying to gauge from her movements what was going on.It wasn't hard to guess. The panty material was gone, replaced by a pair of hands flanking those sexy, trim thighs. And the way her head tipped back, mouth apart, left no doubt dinner had been decided: she was the entrée. Lucky bastard. What I wouldn't have. "Is that your hands on my ass?" Yes" I replied"So are you going to take them off, or are you waiting to play with my ass?" she asked"I wasn't sure" I replied.She then bent forward slightly pushing her big round cheeks into my hands, before she started to give a little wriggle."Maybe I can help you make up your mind" she smiled naughtily.Her ass cheeks began to gyrate in my hands and I quickly began to fondle and caress them.Then my fingers slipped between her cheeks and brushed up against her. Ab hamare beech ek ajeeb sa sannata tha.Fir mera beta mera hath bistar ke andar se pakad kar apne lund pe rakh deta hai. Uska lund bahut hi hard hua pada tha, aur maine jhat se apna hath uske lund se hata diya. Fir wo bola-Beta: Ammi kya hua?Main: Beta gandi film thi ye.Beta: Ammi i love you.Ye sun kar main thodi der chup rehti hu. Fir mera beta mere paas aa kar mere lips se apne lips mila deta hai, aur mujhe kiss karne lagta hai. Main jhat se usko dhakka de deti hu. Fir maine usko bola-Main:.