Don’t know why.’ And then he looked at the two halves of the soul cake he was holding. ‘And please tell your mother: Thank you very kindly. For ...he soul cakes. Yes. Thank you.’ When we got home, I passed on Shadrach’s thanks. I also told Mother about him going to sleep in the middle of talking to us. ‘He didn’t even close his eyes,’ I said. My mother frowned but nodded. ‘He might have been over-doing things a bit,’ she said. ‘Trying to do too much. I might say something to Mrs May when I go up. You are one crazy bitch. They’re hard on you so you INTENTIONALLY tell them you’re from a place they hate? Do you have a death wish too?”“Oh come on. They make money out of degrading trashy bitches. They wouldn’t kill one. That’d be bad for business,” Tracey reasoned.“Yeah but what a way to go,” Mindy said wistfully.Mindy had recently been obsessing over cartoons she’d stumbled across online. They were set in a world where women were regularly cooked and eaten as a normal fact of life. Wives. "Oh", replied Binu. It took him a few seconds to register this new information but the hormones of a young teenager took over again and he was back in action, kissing his mother full on the lips; his tongue playing with hers while he explored her body to his heart's content. He once again found the "two navels" and start moving his fingers in and out of each of them, by now fully aware of the reaction that had on his mother. His fingers probed her navel and her ass incessantly as his kisses got. I could clearly see her tits this time with the bathroom light on. They were gorgeous. They were nice and plump, showing no hint of the abuse her body had taken from raising 5 kids. Once again she made her way back. This time she put one rag on my forehead and another on belly. The palm of her hand grazed my cock and it must have surprised her because she stopped her movements altogether. I could only imagine she was looking at my cock because I still had my eyes closed and there was no way of.