“Uhm, well it smells like ass, pretty much. It's definitely not that nectar, perfume of pussy. It smells a little like you didn't wipe very well.”... I concluded with relative disappointment.“What did you expect sweet boy?!”, she said sneering at me. It is my asshole after all, besides it was a long trip from Atlanta to granny's property. My big ass was sweating on the car's leather seat like crazy. If that wasn't enough you fucked mommy's rectum hard like a jack hammer.“What's a rectum mother?”,. When Smythe nodded, she pulled it loose and let it fall, showing him her voluptuous form.“With an invitation like that, lass,” Smythe began. “A man can only find so many responses.” As she sauntered toward the steps that led down into the bath, he admired the way her breasts shifted back and forth. “There’s something I’ve been meaning to talk with you about, also.”“Oh?” Elsa quirked an eyebrow as she entered the water and waded to him. “Can we talk and fuck at the same time? I don’t know what. When I return with rabbit they once more speak of other things. I go to kitchen to make butcher of both rabbits and I hear them speak as I do this.“Irving, a polygraph’s out of the question, who do you have you can trust, really trust, not to say anything?” Linda asks him. “If this gets out—”“You don’t really think he’s going to pass?” asks Irving in a tone I do not like, it seems to mock her.“Humor me,” she says in the same tone, and now I feel happier; they speak to each other equally.. It was as if inviting me to grab it. I stood their enjoying it’s beauty and forgetting my mission altogether. It was when she tried to get up that I regained control and I went near her, head down. I was tempted to look at her hot body, but decided not to allow things to mess up again.Me: Sorry momShe didn’t respond and I repeated sorry for many times. At the end she spoke with anger emitting from each wordMom: I knew you won’t change. I knew you would be just a pervert like your dad. How can.