Archana closed her eyes, feeling my thick pole impregnating her, expanding her vaginal muscles. She could feel the warmth traveling inside her, and sh... pushed back to get more of it.She could feel my urgency and knew I was close to my burst. “I can’t hold it long, Archana,” I moaned. I had lost control while she was sucking me. I had to be careful as I was so on edge. Archana clasped the armrest harder, and I continued to fuck her.She was moaning each time I thrust her. “Keep fucking me, don’t. I had to tell Nora, but what will she do? Did she really want me to stay? Would we be happy together as the last week had been? What would we do? All these questions ran through my mind as I contemplated telling Nora. I picked up the phone and called Nora. I woke her up and told her, “Can you get up and get dressed? I am coming over with some news.” Nora replied, “What is so important that can’t wait until later?” I mysteriously told her, “I can’t say over the phone. I need to tell you in. " She stood smiling at me sweetly. The dress accentuated her figure, the top part hugged her breasts showing their form. She was C cup probably. Her hips flared from her slim waist which the dress hugged nicely. Her smooth, pale legs stuck out under the dress and her small delicate feet were visible. It took me a moment to realize I was checking out my own mom and I got angry again."I'm not a c***d anymore mom." I said more harshly than I intended. Mom's face fell for a second but then she. An old Italian man is dying. He calls his grandson to his bedside, Guido, I wan’ you lissina me. I wan’ you to take-a my chrome plated... 38 revolver so you will always remember me.”“But grandpa, I really don’t like guns ... How about you leave me your Rolex watch instead?”“You lissina me, boy. Somma day you gonna be runna da business, you gonna have a beautiful wife, lotsa money, a big-a home and maybe a couple of bambinos.”“Somma day you gonna come-a home and maybe finda you wife inna bed.