Main bolta hu haan bolo. Toh woh bolta hai ki, “Yaar agar tu thoda help kare toh main teri mom ko satisfy kar sakta hu.” Main bola, “Tumhe pura ...akin hai ki mom maan jaengi?”Woh bola, “Main unki aankho ko padh ke bata sakta hu ki unko sex ki zaroorat hai.” Main use bolta hu theek hai par ye kisi ko nahi batana tum. Woh bolta hai theek hai. Next day gym ke baad woh mom se baat kar raha hota hai. Tabhi mom use humare ghar aa kar chai peene ki liye invite karti hai.Woh humare ghar chalta hai. I forced myself to say "eight inches, mom." My heart was pounding from embarrassment."Wow! Your father was only six inches!" She seemed turned on, and sat down on my bed. She divorced my father years ago. I knew she was lonely. She had a few boyfriends, I knew she had sex with them, and I also knew how much an ass hole they each were. "I've never had a guy with eight inches before," she whispered. "I wish I knew what that felt like." She started rubbing her pussy through her pants. She patted a. She’s alittle chubby, not much but I find her “FUCKING SEXY!” Why? Because when she cut my hair, she rubbed her bodyagainst mine, which caused my cock to stir. When sheshampooed my hair, she’s rubbing her thighs against myshoulder. When I’m in the chair getting my hair cut,she’s rubbing her body against mind and while my handsare resting against the chair armrest, she puts herstomach against them. I WANT TO FUCK HER SO BAD! Sobegins my fantasy. Maybe she. He forgot he was across the lap of the girl he fancied so much. The pain spreading across his bottom took over. He just cried.Charlotte saw Daniel’s bottom was now a bright glowing red. She just knew Daniel had taken enough. For now.“Get up, Daniel. I guess you are now more reflective about what you did.”Daniel slid off Charlotte’s lap and immediately rubbed his stinging bottom.Charlotte looked down at her lap and then back up and snapped, “Look what you have left on my lap, you naughty.