" You can thank your mother for that. She blames everything on me and..." He looked at her and stopped himself from finishing the sentence."And what?"...She asked."I'm sorry honey but... I hate your mother. I know it's wrong but I can't stand to be around her. I think this will probably be our last holiday as a family." He tried to contain his anger."It's okay Dad, I understand. Mom has been a real... a real bitch since I got here." The two shared a smile."I need to get away. I don't even feel. I withdraw the money from the bank. The plan was laid that I will give it to the attendee and he will use his friend to deliver it to them in exchange of question paper. The consultancy did not have an online system for the written test and it was all by paper.Next day was the interview. Hiring guys from consultancy had reached and they are staying in a posh hotel near our college. Around 7 pm attendee guy would come to meet me to take the cash and he would get back to me that night. At around. One of the waiters looked at me for approval, which I gave.Before long they had lain her on a table with her legs over the end. Her dress was around her waist, and a large cock was nudging the entrance to her swollen pussy. The first cock slid inside her, it was not long before she had taken her first load of cum. She was now becoming more vocal. One of the waiters went to the kitchen and returned with a large cucumber, which was put into her mouth to stop her becoming too loud. The next waiter. Then as she turned and walked back to her deck chair, he could clearly see her round ass cheeks swaying underneath the thin fabric.“Why don’t you go put your things away in your room honey? Mrs. Bradley and I are going to get dressed and have a cab take us to get our cars,” Charlotte said to her son.“Where is your car, mom?” her son asked, suddenly realizing that he was so taken back by his mom’s and her friend’s nudity that he forgot to ask.“Well, Mrs. Bradley and I had a couple of glasses of.