I saw my mother devour his cock as best she could. being at least 10" she seemed to have difficulty taking it all down her throat. That didn't seem to...matter. For not being able to deep throat him, she made up for it in the talented way she orally idolized his tool. Like a rising snake responding to a snake charmers call, dad's dick rose to the occasion. I'd never seen a cock so big! Mom could barely get her hand around the shaft. The veins thick and protruding, looked like they could burst.. As well as their domestic cleaning business they also have a part time salaried job as office cleaners and do the odd night shift in a nursing home, so they’re proper little grafters. They also never stop talking. You’d think after nearly half a century they’d have run out of things to say to each other but they never come up for air. And when they’re not talking to each other they’ll yak on to me or my wife like we’re bosom buddies.My wife has formed an opinion that the girls aren’t well. However, if they set up a computer to do it for them, it could be done relatively quickly. I figure it would take about five seconds for a computer to dial a number, wait for the connection, then send the one word message. A single computer would be able to send the message to 12 computers every minute. That would be 720 computers it could infect in an hour, or 17,280 infections in one day. As big as this thing is, they could have a hundred computers, or a thousand computers making calls. All. I honestly would never hurt anotherperson to that point. Out of the corner my eye, I spy the telephonebeckoning me to alert the authorities."Oh no, child. You don't want to use that phone right now," she warnedsomehow reading my mind.Again, I try to speak to her in an effort to get a hold of some sense ofunderstanding about what is happening around me. It's as if mydisassociated mouth just won't form the words that my mind is sending toit."My little girl was going to give me a beautiful.