She came in hurriedly and said good morning and said she was so nervous last night after we left.Also she didn't mean to hurt our feelings by anything...and she considered Alia as a friend and just gave a suggestion.She didn’t know that the culture difference is so much and we can take this thing offensively. She pleaded with a most genuine sorry face I have ever seen and my wife took her hand and took her to lounge chairs and we all sat.My wife said that, instead of Angela being sorry, it is we. I will always be yours, cum in me and make me your woman!"Smiling in triumph he increased the speed of his thrusts until he finally felt the tingle in his balls that signaled his release."Here it comes, Mother," he gasped. "Your motherfucking son is going to make you his woman." God yes, Jack!" she screamed. "Do it! Cum in me now!"Thrusting in one last time he held himself as deeply inside his mother as he could as he felt the thick ropes of his seed spew into her womb. Lynn felt him tense-up. It was approaching midnight, and Shanti sat down at a table beside Angelo. His friend that was sitting across from him got up and joined the gang on the dance floor.She was intoxicated somewhat, and very horny. She smiled up at him and leaned towards him. He kissed her mouth. Their lips smacked loudly, although it couldn't be heard over the music. He placed his hand on her bare knee and squeezed it. His touch sent tingles up her leg to her crotch, and when he squeezed her knee it was like he. “Calm down son, you don’t have to get scared. Are you scared of your mother?” Amy asked in a very seductive way.“Mom, I am sorry. I swear it won’t happen again. Please don’t tell Samantha about it. I don’t want her to suffer because of what I started. I am the one to blame.”“You see son, this is what I like about you. You always protect your ladies whether it is Samantha or me,” Amy said and kept her hand on top of his“Obviously mom, you both are my first priority. Even though I am the youngest.