" Why not, sir?" Becky asked."Because I like the way her blonde pussy looks. Do you have a problem with that?" I asked."Of course not, sir," Becky sai.... "Whatever you want, you will get. Is that it, though, sir?" Becky asked. "Nothing else for anyone to do?" Sorry to disappoint you," I told her. "You could always ask Rachel about what she did last night." OK, sir," she replied, clearly disappointed. It made me laugh as I hung up.I took off early on Monday to prepare for Jamie. I went home and. The proofs were certainly not convincing, since they rested upon a few words written by an escaped galley-slave on his death-bed, and who might have been actuated by hatred or revenge in accusing his companion. But the mind of the procureur was made up; he felt assured that Benedetto was guilty, and he hoped by his skill in conducting this aggravated case to flatter his self-love, which was about the only vulnerable point left in his frozen heart.The case was therefore prepared owing to the. I stared at her naked body. She started to realize what was happening and asked me to go to my room. As I passed her I couldnt resist the temptation and turned to watch her ass. She went into the her room. I was really horny from the encounter with my naked mother. My dick was stone hard. I entered my room and tried to go to sleep but my mind was filled with images of my moms naked body. Her ass was so tight and beautiful. My dick stayed hard all night long as I struggled to fall asleep. He was just sitting there staring at my cock. I lied down on the bed and he followed me. I then opened my legs and he stuck out his tongue and brought his face to my crotch. What he did next I will never forget. He ran his tongue slowly from the back of my balls to the front. The feeling was so intense that I quivered and arched my back. but instead of stopping after that he kept running his tongue up my fully erect cock. I gave a little moan and he proceeded to slid my entire dick into his.