. if you're sure..." The pause paused ... and grew longer. He's just lazing along ... driving on the wrong side of the street ... we're not stopping ..... he's undecided. "Say hi to your dad for me." Sure. I'll tell my dad "Hi" for you." My Dad is the County Prosecutor. I know all the cops, and the Judges, too."Bye," he said ... but he's not left yet.So I suggested, "Go catch a speeder for me."He laughed.Mr Ott is pretty nice ... for a cop. For as much as a car can mosey ... Mr. Ott is. Do it, do it. Fuck me!"Mark felt a shiver as he realised that his mother was actually asking him to have sex with her, and to use the word fuck. He'd never heard his mother even say damn before. He went between her legs and groaned as he felt her grip his hard shaft between thumb and forefinger, guiding it to her hairy bush.The sensations Mark felt as he slowly pushed his young penis into his mother's hairy pussy almost blew his mind. He could feel the rippled walls of her wet sheath slide. It was also true that she saw no reason to suppose that she wouldn’t still be spanked for many years to come. Who knows, even when she is 61 and her Mum 85. She hadn’t even thought about it ever changing. So, if she accepts being spanked by her Mum, it’s true then that her friend could spank her as well. Maybe should spank her. “Anyway,” Jenifer continued, “It’s not like it’s the first time you have been late. I never know if you are going to arrive or not,, you are usually at least 15 minutes. " The water's not that deep and I can keep you afloat where it is." Alright then," said Shame unbuttoning his shirt.Mary's eyes roamed up and down Shame's chest as he removed his shirt. His physique was of herculean proportions. She had never seen such a perfect specimen of masculinity. Her father was a big man. with strong arms, but his belly bulged out over his belt, like when ma was pregnant with Caleb. Shame's stomach was dominated by six hard ridges without an ounce of fat.He turned around.