He's got some friends in the police and he's trying to get the names and addresses from the numbers of those cars that followed me." Good idea, bro. I...think you owe Marcy a big favour for all the pumping she's been doing on the girls." Yes, I know. I'm lucky she's as devious as her mother." I'm not sure whether I should take that as a compliment or not?" Sara replied with a smile on her face.Friday morning Bill Wilkins called me at the office quite early. He told me that the Granada belonged to. You may not think that was a big deal, but to Tilly, it was huge. She now had wheels. Tilly’s best friend was Sarah Dunn. Birds of a feather flock together, they say. In this case, it was true. Sarah weighted over two hundred pounds, was very sharp, and like Tilly had never had a date with a boy. Shorter then Tilly’s six foot, the boys called her ‘White Barrel.’ Tilly’s car never sat still. Everywhere you saw her, ‘Peanut’ was along too. The reason Peanut was called peanut was because he loved. Elizabeth felt his seed splash inside of her the sensation of her son's young hot cum lining her insides caused her to orgasm again.Both mother and son collapsed, taken over and drained by the sexual forces of each other. Some minutes passed and James felt his cock harden again still inside his mother he felt his cum and her juice squish out and slide down his shaft and onto his low hanging testicles."James, you are sleeping with me from now on, son, I want to fuck you in every possible way,". She's lean like me, wearing a jean skirt shorter than mine, and a crop top. Her breasts are small, also like mine, but she wears a black bra under her white top. Tattoos cover her tummy , arms and sides. Her oversize earrings , I notice, are upside down crosses. Hmmmm, that's kinda wicked looking! When she climbs in the passenger side I see she has black, soft leather boots on, almost up to her knees. The look is sexy; a slightly intimidating, take no prisoners sort of style. It's also slutty.