Now, I’m fighting an uphill battle with Gwen again.’ Jeremy’s confident smile fell as he realized that he had been played for a fool. ‘I’m...sorry, Quinn. I wasn’t thinking.’ ‘Clearly.’ ‘Let me make it up to you.’ Jeremy wrapped his arm around her waist and grabbed her ass. He began kissing her neck, his tongue traveling the length of her throat. Quinn was in no mood. She pushed him off her and glared at his shocked expression. ‘You want me to forgive you? Vote Gwen out this week.’ Quinn. .." Mom murmured, pushing me back on the couch and laying on top of me. Her blonde hair tumbled all around us as Mom kept kissing me like an old lover. One leg was between mine and I could feel her thigh pressing into my hardening cock. "I know we shouldn't do this, but I want you so bad, Tommy. Forgive me."Mom kept kissing me, then pushed up to her knees, towering over me. She reached behind her back and I heard her zipper going down. Because of her position, Mom grabbed the dress from the. She kept her mobile on the table.We were much closer. Our bodies touched sending the very hot sexual feelings to every part of our body. We embraced. We held tightly. I felt the smell of her well shampooed hair. Her boobs pressed against my chest. It was a nice feeling. I held her tight. I closed my eyes. Her eyes were also closed. We pressed each other. We were embracing hard. After sometime we loosened our embrace. We opened our eyes. We looked each other. She said, “Thanks for coming.”I love. You could get a temp job as Santa Claus in an American department store. Just bleach it out.”“Thanks heaps, boss. Are you laying me off?”“Oh, no. Three months furlough for your round the clock work upstairs. Then you’ll go on the monitoring station in Florida. Maybe you and that pretty miss you’ve been courting can get some one-on-one time.” She laughed at his embarrassment; the blush seen through his heavy beard.“I think I’d better go marry her first.”“Good luck, Jack. And good work. You took.