Now don’t you have some work to do?”“Okay, okay. You’re still feeling the pain from the weekend. I understand.” Standing up, Sue headed back...to her office. Instead of working, she found a series of youtube videos highlighting Louisiana’s best plays and Cal’s botched ones. Sending them to Gwen from an anonymous webmail account, Sue finally turned to double checking the monthly account. The thought of Gwen’s face when she opened them was enough to keep her giggling through lunch.Coming back from. “Eat your dinners like good little whores,” she called to us from inside the bathroom.Even though she denigrated us for being whores, it was probably lost on her that she was actually a whore herself. I instinctively wanted to yell something back because I hate hypocrisy. I think the worst part about Carmen was that she reminded me so much of my past self.The food we were fed was gross, but we cleaned our bowls with a lot of effort. Master gave the order for us to lick each other’s faces and. ” My mom explained. “Now hurry up and take your clothes off, your father won’t be gone long!”She didn’t have to tell me twice. In an instant, I was ripping my shirt and jeans off, and my cock sprung up as I stripped off my underwear. I was raging hard and so ready to slam my dick inside my mom.My mom leaned over the bed, placing her hands on the mattress, and bent over far, sticking her ass out toward me, with her thighs spread apart. Her bald, swollen pussy was peeking out, waiting for me.. "Hi Bob! This is Chris, the woman I was telling you about." Hi Chris." His voice is deep and touched with a bit of sympathy. You reach out your hand, not directly toward him (nice touch) and he takes it in greeting."Like I was telling you, Bob, the motorcycle accident left her blind and she's still not used to it, but wants to start getting back into working out. I thought I'd take her through your circuit, okay?" Sounds good. Let me know if you want to get a membership when you are done."I.