Then my son again captured my gaze and ordered in a voice that was so foreign, “Go finish the dishes mom.”I cried the whole hour it took to clean ...he kitchen, silently wiping away my tears on the arms of my sweater as I loaded the dishwasher and scrubbed the pots and pans.Robert only came into the kitchen once, for a can of beer - his one weakness was cold beer while watching sports on television - and I had my face turned away from him the whole time. My husband never even noticed my tears let. I am a Bengalurean of 28 years of age, 6″ tall. Horny unsatisfied housewives and sexy young baby dolls can reach me on my hangout/mail and Telegram @msarsstr. Total anonymity and secrecy are guaranteed. Continuing from the first part. After firing loads of cum with the thrill of her outstanding blowjob, I cleaned up. We sat opposite each other with our hands entangled. We started talking with our eyes locked onto each other.She sat just in her bra with her sexy nipples hidden and pants hiding. Thanks.’ I saw her visibly relax and watched as she came over and embraced me. ‘Come on I’ll show you the rest of the house.’ I followed her back downstairs and into the area of the hallway that I hadn’t seen before. I realized there was a downstairs bathroom which was decorated pretty much like the upstairs one. Off to the left was a dining room with a medium sized table with four chairs surrounding it and a bouquet of fake flowers sitting in the middle of the table. There was nothing else in. “Come in!”“Don’t mind if I do,” Joe Thomas grinned.“How are you,” checked Ciar.“I’m good. I’m horny for you, sissy!”Ciar smiled, “Let’s go to my room!”Joe Thomas followed. When they make it to the bedroom, the football player asked, “Do you have lotion?” Ciar pointed to the nightstand. Joe Thomas squeezed a large amount into his massive hands. He began to rub it on Ciar.“This feels good,” cooed the witch.“I’m glad,” Joe Thomas intimated.“You’re so sexy, Joe!”“Thank you, pussyboi! You’re sexy.