So he better tell me what he's done to get you so worked up." Ipressed the call button and waited I had a good idea that Gill had foundsomeone else bu... I needed it confirming - I wasn't really worried eitherway but my friend was really upset.As he answered I decided to take the bull by the horns and ask the worstquestion possible and really put him on the spot."Hi Gill how are you? And before you speak when are you gettingmarried?" This had some effect at both ends of the phone. Shonali. She knew, all of his was hers. Adn all of this was theirs. And theirs alone. His teenage cock was meanwhile wavering under the lustful earthquake that was his mother's flesh, around him. Enveloping him. Wanting to fuck him dry. He could feel his hot white lava rising inside his loins. His dark desires for her making him moan her name. "Mom...god you are the best. Fucking make your baby boy cum. Goddammit, ride me home you whore!" Devouring this lustful sight, his mother, riding his rockhard. Due to that cursed lake keeping his reception to an aggravating low we were limited to only texting so it was hard to really relieve ourselves of the sexual frustration building between us. I yawned once more and looked at my watch, 12:47p.m I decided that I would go inside and wait on him to arrive. The storm was getting a little out of wack any way. I went inside surrounded by all the little things we talked about that made me think of him. The computer, picture of a lake (which by now was. Charlotte was forced to go back to work for Madam Fifi.Alfred was to never marry again and became a devoted father to his beautiful daughter Sherrie. He doted so much on the little girl, that she grew into a spoiled brat. Albeit, a very gorgeous and sexy spoiled brat. Alfred simply could not say no to her.She was the splitting image of her mother. Something that did not go unnoticed with the men of Manhattan’s high society. Sherrie’s coming out party, at the age of sixteen was the social event.