I remember telling Phil, five years ago. "Well," he said, and he did smile,. "Life's a bitch. But there are compensations. Look at it this way, honey....You won't ever have to worry about getting pregnant anymore."Did I tell you Phil is a bastard?Did I tell you I loved him?Irene... I believe Irene fucked Phil from the moment they met, years and years ago. She may deny that, but I don't care. I would also deny it if I were her. I would especially deny it if I had a husband like her Eric. Then. Mom: Ahh, harder, harder fuck me harder, Aku.Suddenly I stopped, got up, lifted her up. I made her sit on my rock hard cock by making her hold her leg around my waist. She was thumping up and down while her boobs and mangalsutra were waving around, jumping and thumping. I again slammed her back against the glass door and dropped her.I started to lower my thumping frequency instead of intensifying the force. My mom was screaming like hell for each thrust as if a rod was piercing through her. Chip had a sheepish grin on his face, only a little embarrassed. "I guess all that talk about the girls caught up with me, huh?" he said."Yeah, I know what you mean", I said. "Mine's been like that a lot since you got here." What does yours look like when it's that way?" he asked."Oh, pretty much like yours. Want to see?"I rubbed myself a little, thinking about a girl I had the hots for... it didn't take long. Chip & I sort of began to examine each other, simply curious at this point. But soon. I allowed her to get in my car and we just drove away. She called somebody and told them her client was dead. That no she was not positive but she could not get him to respond. She apologized for panicking then told her listener she had just dressed and ran out. ‘Yes, yes. OK. I will right now.’ She sobbed, took a long breath then called the hotel and told them the gentleman in room 817 was apparently not breathing, then hung up. She looked at me and apologized for involving me then asked me.