The third fellow was standing by the foot of the bed with a slight smirk on his face.This man was truly frightening, and not just because of these aut...matic pistol he was holding. He was at least 6’6″,probably about 250 pounds, and every ounce looked to be muscle.His skin was dark as coal and his hair was shaved so low that he looked almost bald. He wore a tank top and a pair of baggy shorts,both white, which made him look even darker. In the brief moments before he spoke his size and hard look. He was still sitting on the couch, his pants at his ankles, stroking his cheek with her panties now."Please," Ted said again. "Let me see your cunt, Mom. You see my cock! It's only fair."Ted was right. She knew she should let him look at her pussy if he wanted. There was no doubt that he was very interested in seeing her. The idea of her son looking at her, between her thighs, at her hairy cunt, was exciting, exciting enough to create a fire there. She felt her clitoris throbbing and the cheeks. Melinda reached up to caress his cheek and parted her lips. He bent his elbows, delivering a series of soft kisses that brought another moan from the redhead. Then he tilted his head, finding first her jaw, and then her neck with his lips. “Oh, Glen,” she whispered, her breath hot against his skin. Continuing to trace kisses along her neck, he eventually made his way back to her lips once more. Fingers bunched up the material of his t-shirt, and a hard tug pulled it free of his jeans. Pulled by. "Everybody needs a Mom sometimes. Right, Kaiba?"No, not at all. "Yes. Of course. Thank you." I put the note in my pocket.She paid the bill and we returned to the car. "Kaiba-san, now here's something you can do for me. You duel, right?"I tried not to be insulted. "I am currently the number one duelist in the world." You or Yugi." Honda amended."I currently outrank him." Thanks more to Kujaku's distraction than to my own skill, but it hardly mattered."Even being number fifty would impress me!".