Spank me, tell me I am a bad mom for not fucking you more." My son really got into spanking my ass as rode his cock. I could hear him talking to the c...mera as he slapped my ass. "Play with my pussy Eric!" My son reached forward with his free hand and began to finger my pussy as I rode his hard shaft. “Oh yes, look at that dad. Look at mom riding my cock. Listen to her moan. Her pussy is so fucking wet too!” My son fucked my pussy with his fingers; I could tell he wanted me to release all. God, what a sight. She also had a habit of wearing light bras so theyswayed and jiggled. I had continual reminders that mine were doing the same,ouch! I'd gotten hard more than once in that store just watching her walk aroundhelping the other patrons. I'm sure I wasn't the only man in there for somethingother than shoes.I had to keep my head down as I passed the food court. Not too busy yet, butlater it would be. Then I slipped into the shoe store without much notice. Kindof a funny place to. Bhauja eta kana pura vitaraku pasijaichhi tuma peta ta KaatuthibaBhauja: Budhu,kitchhi jaani naai are, sethire pudii ta mulu mulu hoi swargaku pahanchila pari laage tume jetiki jor jor dhakka mariba mote setiki khusi laaguthiba aau gehi gehi mo pudii ku fatei dia Khub aagaru sabu karibar thila Mu tike kebala bhabi bhabi kichhi kahi parunthili aaji jaanili tuma ta etiki bada boli mote gehi gehi behos kari na parile mu tumaku gandu kahibiBunu: Aau jadi fatei debiBhauja: Tumaku mora bada ghaita. I grabbed up my clothes and boots and ran off about a hundred yards before I stopped to put them on."Caleb and I broke out laughing and when Ab started to look a little angry, I said, "Ab, we're not laughing at the situation. We're laughing because we're picturing you running, naked as a jay bird, clutching your clothes."Ab had to smile. "Okay, so what do we do about this?" he asked."You're the wagon master," Caleb said. "What do you think we should do about this?" Caleb, I don't have a clue as.