Juices seeped from his small piss-hole, and Madison ran her thumb over it, feeling how slippery they were. She wanted very much to taste those juices,...to lick her thumb. But that was going too fast, she felt. She didn't want her son to be startled, shocked, maybe. She would take her time.But as slow as she tried to go, Madison was losing her fragile grip on her emotions. They were flaring with bubbling heat, and her cunt was driving her crazy. She grasped his cock very hard, and pumped her fist. " So what's the big plan?" I asked."Oh it's very elegant. We go to Mexico, where he has his base of operations. Then you and I go in and get her," he said."I guess what his staff lacks in training, they make up for in numbers," I said."Probably a hundred hangers on. Some will be good some awful and everywhere in between. The all have on thing in common though. They will all be armed," he said."I would expect no less from a drug lord." I said. "So how do we get in and out of the country." The. Are you really thinking about buying up some of that area?" Jeff asked, "Or did you just get the idea to help those two out?" Well, obviously we want to help them, but we sat in front of their house, I guess after you were already gone, and talked about what was happening to the area. I don't know; it just ... seemed like a good idea. It just came as a rush. The city is making loud noises about redevelopment — it was even on TV the other night — and Evie and I have done this kind of thing. Jane began to describe her weekend. "After we met Dad at the mall, I noticed that the Bitch was not with him, I asked Dad where the Bitch was and he told me she had to work, I got close to him and gave him a kiss on the lips. He asked 'what that was for', and I told him it was 'because I love you and I don't have to share you with the Bitch.' He said; 'that's not nice to call your stepmother a Bitch.' I told him; 'she's always yelling at me and I have to serve her like a slave, so to me she's a.