I told myself that it was like talking to a third cousin. I laughed, knowing that was the kind of thinking that could get me my own TV show again.The ...wo men at the road block, within sight of the Monastery, were so busy watching the road that they didn't see me slip up on them. I had them covered with one of the chopped up AK47s by the time I cleared my throat to warn them."Now gentlemen, and I use that term loosely," I said in classical Spanish. "You may leave your rifles and anything else. Austin rolled the pot into a joint and brought it out for us to share."We should probably take our shirts off." Good idea," I went back inside and left my shirt on the bed. Cameron and Austin did the same. I took the opportunity to ogle Austin's muscular arms and abs. He was starting to develop a six-pack. Cameron lit the joint and we passed it around. I inhaled and then got an idea. I went over to Austin and kissed him on the lips. He opened his mouth and I exhaled, forcing the smoke into his. " Fun?" Mark seemed to hold me even tighter. "Are you crazy?" He raped her." Chris rubbed his forehead. "I killed him." Shhhh ... No, he didn't. She's just a slut." Wendy was shaking her head, putting her arms around her son. "She doesn't love you, not like I do. Georgie didn't hurt her, Chris ... Chris..."Wendy was moaning and pressing her body against Chris, kissing his cheeks and neck. One hand went to his head, pulling him down and she kissed his mouth, whispering something about. ” That only seemed to make my cock harder, though. Opening the first magazine, the very first story I saw was a mother and son fantasy. Placing the dildo on the floor, I positioned myself so that the length of the fat rubber dick fit perfectly between my ass cheeks. Only separated by the silky material of my mom’s panties, I couldn’t believe the intense feeling I felt the moment I turned the vibration on. Trying to go as long as I could without touching my cock, I continued to grind her fuck.