She returned home feeling slightly nervous. In the car park she could have sworn someone was following her, but when she looked back there was only an...ther woman getting into a car. She cautioned herself to be less twitchy about these things. Sometimes, when she was outside she felt a bit paranoid. Of course, she told herself, she was just being sensible.She microwaved her meal and then sat in front of the TV and started watching some documentary. She didn't really pay much attention to it; she. Two goddamned eventful months, I think. It would’ve been pretty hard to even imagine two months ago that I’d meet a real caveman, much less fall in love with him.And dammit, I’m in really deep, too.Oh, screw it for now, let’s get to the store.First the bank; the post office needed cash, I’m running short. I take out three hundred—no, make it six hundred, let’s pay cash for the groceries, too—and head on, picking another store than the one where I took Hugo. I remember about the meat and choose. " Angelina crouched and shoved her cunt onto her son's face — his lips on her lips, his nose bumping her clit. "You're going to have to get me off like this," she growled. She ground her searing pussy on his face, hardly giving the boy a chance to breathe."That's it," Angelina panted, "stick your tongue in my pussy... farther... come on, get it in there. Yes, yes that's it. Fuck my pussy with that hard tongue." She shoved her liquid cunt onto her son's searching tongue, and rubbed her engorged. After I had scanned the tv guide and found nothing on she mentioned that had brought over three movies over. I asked her what they were and she read off the first two names, older movies but good ones. I had to pry the third name from her and found out it was a porn movie. She didn't know if I wanted to see it or not. I told her a lie about seeing girlie magazines at my cousins house all the time. Little did she know I was dying to see it yet scared, all at the same time. She put it inBy the.