“Mr. Patel had gone to Vadodara for some work and kids are sleeping in their bedroom” she said standing in front of me,“Ok, then I’ll move, I�...�ll come tomorrow” I said and stood up,“No, its ok, sit I’ll get you some tea” she said and again headed towards the kitchenI protested, but she behaved as if she had not heard anything. I was confused and what to do, and finally decided to wait. 10 minutes passed, I was busy scribbling and planning my next day schedule on my notepad. Suddenly I saw a. I had the most stories, because shit always seemed to happen to me. "I have no idea where all the bullshit in my life comes from," I said to a small group of our operatives gathered around me." I'll tell you where," Alex said. "It happens to you because you are out there. It's like the kid in the convenience store hold up. It wasn't just that you were in the store, but that you put yourself out there to do the right thing. The same thing happened with the preacher and the Chinese restaurant.. As the night ended and I dropped Mom off at home, I admitted how much I enjoyed her company. She kissed my cheek and told me the same before she walked back to her front door.The following weekend rolled around, and we decided to do it again. I was happy to see Mom dressed more casually this time, but she still couldn't help asking if what she had on was okay."Mom… You look great," I commented. I know most men would just say that to rush their woman out of the house, but the fact was, she. I need that big hard prick of yours up my cunt sooo bad ... hurry ... hurry, please!"Handsome Mike Jordan chuckled as his eyes dropped to her fingers ravaging her crotch."What's wrong, baby?" he asked teasingly. "Is your old man too slow for you?"She giggled as his fingers worked free the last button of her blouse and parted it over the freckled, milky whiteness of her smooth shoulders."My old man's just perfect!" she said, propping herself up on one curved arm. "It's just that I just realized.