We all gathered around them and Herman and Fred asked a lot of questions, jotting down the answers on a piece of paper Annie supplied."What stage of c...mpletion do you intend on getting Bruno?" We were thinking of having it to the plaster and wiring done stage but not painted. All the internal fittings we would buy and get you folk to install them, things like cupboards and benches, get what I mean Fred?" Sounds good, you will need to get a licensed plumber to do the pipe work though." Hmm,. However I do not speak because I don’t really know what to say. And then to make matters worse, she commands, “Let me see it,” while she tugs on my hands.I finally find my voice. “No, Mom!! I’m sorry, Mom!! Just let me go!!” I try to pull away.Her grip on my hands gets tighter. “No, Son, I’m not letting you go. Do you like looking at your naked mother?”Avoiding a direct answer because I’m afraid of punishment, I say, “I’m sorry, Mom, I’ll never do it again!!” Then I beg, “Please let me get up. Dosto ye meri real story hai jisse mein aapse share kar raha hu. Baat ek saal pahale kee hai Meri ek bahut hi sundar or sexy 18 saal kee Sali hai jo mujhe bahut like karti hai or mein bhee usse bahut like karta hu ya ye kahe kee mein usse pyar karne laga tha meri shadi ko 7 saal ho gaee hai or mein usse pahale din se pyar karta hu lekin tab wo bahut choti thi or meine kabhee usse kahane kee himmat nahee kar paya tha kyonki mein sochta tha kee wo mere bare mein kya sochegi meri izzat ka kya hoga. They glistened with tan oil like the rest of her body but it was them that held my attention because as she swayed they swayed too. I could feel my dick pushing against my pants. I glanced down and could see it standing upright or rather trying to stand upright and so could Mrs. Wilson. She licked her lips still swaying slowly turning as she did until she backed me. She bent and gripped her bikini bottom. She pulled dropping it to her ankles. From where I lay I could see her crack and the slit.