Mike gave me permission to carry the bowl to the sink on two legs and wash it out. “Is she going to drink what is in the bowl?” Emily scrunched he... nose in disgust.Mike looked impressed by the question. “Normally, your mom will just clean it out thoroughly. She better because that is the same bowl she’ll be eating from. I want her supervised while she shits and pisses so she doesn’t take little breaks in the bathroom. She told me when she did this before that she would sneak to the bathroom for. (You are very dirty.)Me: Apdiyum sollalam ma. (Yes, I guess you can say that, mom.)Then again, I spread her ass cheeks and started licking her ass. She started to love my work on her ass. I suddenly inserted my middle finger in her ass. My mom gave out a huge gasp and moan.Mom: Dei yenna da panra? Kai ah edu valikudhu. (Hey, what are you doing? Take out your finger. It’s hurting.)Me: Ada iru ma enjoy pannuva ne idha. (Wait, mom, you are going to enjoy it.)Mom: Dei venam da veral ah edu veliya.. So you'll do my work and get me the answers to that damn test, and I'll bend over and let you fuck me ragged. You can enjoy something besides your hand for once in your life, and I can use the free time to find me some real dick. Now get to work!" she demanded, pointing at a sheaf of papers. Despite her bitchy attitude, I was tempted. Just the phrase "fuck me ragged" had my dick at attention. Also she was jiggling her tits under the tank top. Her nipples were tenting the frabric, brazenly. Bronte stands there for a moment, watching Carol back away. “I hope you enjoyed that.” She says with more than a hint of sarcasm. She has her near perfect body almost fully exposed, boobs firm and round but totally natural looking. Flat stomach, toned legs, and tight little buttocks. She’s almost as hot as she thinks she is. Understand this – she wouldn’t be modelling for Victoria’s Secret, but she’d probably win your local wet t-shirt contest easily.She pulls her briefs down her thighs to.