“Agar koi aa gaya to?” usne khud se ya sawal pucha par wo ye bhi janti thi ki wo uske prati akarshit thi aur wo kai bar ye sochti thi ki kaash usk... pati ki bajai wo uske sath ho.”“Kya soch rahi ho?” kehkar usne mombatti ko ek shelf par laga diya. Mombati ki roshni me pura basement ek suhani roshni se uski taraf ka hissa jagmaga utha phir bhi andhera tha.Phir usne mehsus kiya ki uske hath uski kamar se upar badh kar uski chuchiyon ko piche se masal rahe the aur uske honth uski nangi gardan ko. “He’s my son…I’m his Mother…and…such things aren’t…right. Are they?” “If you’re asking me to be your social conscience you already know where I stand. Hell, welcome him back, use him, play with him…and see where it goes. If nothing else you’ll be getting ‘some’, and dare I say a quality ‘some’…and who knows? Who cares what you choose to do in the privacy of your own home. You are both adults, and I am sure…Mother and son aside…you will both handle things in a mature, adult manner. Who knows…”. The truth was she wanted to be able to email Don. A whole week plus without contact sounded so 'difficult'. When she booted up and pulled his latest message down to her laptop while sitting in her hotel room it seemed so naughty of her to 'bring him here with her' alone into her hotel room. A little frizzon of excitement rippled up her spine.Opening the email, she was shocked! He was here in England! Not only in England, but here! In this hotel!Susan almost bolted off the bed! Why hadn't he. The most beautiful holes in the world were in front of Billy now. He spread her soft labia lips open. She was already glistening wet inside her cunt cave, but he decided to lick inside of her anyways. He loved how she tasted. He moved to her clit and tongued it for a while. She moaned and climaxed, her pussy literally dripping with her amble young cunt juices. Phoebe was definitely wet enough for some fucking! Billy took his hard rod and aimed it perfectly for her wet slit. He glided it easily.