Main bhi aata hu.Itna keh kar maine phone kat diya aur apna underwear nikal kar kewal trouser mein hi uske gate ke pass chla gya, waha gya to dekha po...nam gate par mera intjaar kar rhi thi,.Fir poonam ne mere baho kopakad kar ander khich liya aur gate ko ander se band kar diya….Us raat main aur poonam kewal 02 hi they us ghar main, poonam ne gate band kar ke mujhe gate par hi paked kar gle lga liya aur mujhe chumne lgi aese chum rhi thi jaise main barso baad uske samne aaya hu aur dubara. There was no way for him to face all this on a clear head. But the cool sensation was making his tangled thoughts a tiny bit clearer right now.“Okay. You know,” Aron spoke, still a bit irritated.Carter had no idea how to react to that. Aron? Crushing on him? How? Why? When? Why? Oh, no, he was repeating himself.“Fine,” he placed the empty bottle carefully on the table. “I mean, I’m fine with it. I mean, with Carter still being your best friend. Not with you crushing on him, though. That is. At first, I thought to offer MISTRESS C, that is how the Prodomme called herself, a decent monthly fee for weekly sessions and some humiliation in-between.Mostly, Prodommes promise a lot and actually show a boring performance. Therefore, I thought to get a special kick by offering much more than I actually wanted, namely getting blackmailed into unlimited obedience, not knowing what will be ordered next and to whom I would have to serve, too. The wording of my mail was dictated by the. He greased his cock with pig shit and ordered me to raise my ass. I felt his messy, turgid bulb press my bung.That my son would do this to his faithful and devoted mother, stunned me. Surely devils danced on our roof and under the floorboards. He grabbed my hips and pressed his manhood into my rear. I screamed and shook desperately to escape. “AAAOOOWWW!!! No, Son! NO!!” Satan has entered you.He humped his cock inside my bottom. He reared and plunged. “I have entered him, Mother, and I will.