I guarantee you that she will be yours, especially if, as she walked through the hotel room door, you are standing there naked to greet her.’ I was ...hinking how nice that would be if my husband had ever been so romantic, just even once. ‘In addition, you should opulently place on the bed a new piece of lingerie … of course to your liking … the sluttier, the better. What do yah think about that? Women love romance,’ I thought to myself. Brian used to be very romantic and I would love having. " But why mommy, why?" My sniffles and whimpers continued. Maybe I still was just a boy."Because I'm evil, and I hated you."I could have been shot with a gun. My tears abandoned me and I was suddenly, terribly concerned for my life. I stepped back."But you're my mommy. You have to love me." No Calvin, I don't. Not even the Bible says a mother has to love her son." She could see me backing away, but she didn't get up from her knees."Then, maybe you're not evil." I reached for a child's logic. ...Alex was now sobbing for real, pounding the bed with his fists in frustration and anger. "Everything's all turned around! I asked her to fix my ass, and she put a pussy there, OK, but... but... but... but, she put my ass on the wrong side, and... and... and... and, worse, my legs move in all the wrong ways! What am I going to do? SHIT! What have I done? I am such a stupid fuck-up! A fucking idiot! Why did I have to go back to that fucking witch??"Janice recovered her senses and. Then she turned around and slowly pulled up her shirt, lifting up her nipples with the bottom of it, and then letting them fall into place as she pulled the shirt over her head and threw it over Franks face. She had a pair of 38D’s with big red areolas, They hung lower now than they had 10 years ago, but Frank didn’t mind one bit; he had a thing for milfs, and at 26 she was about the hottest milf he had ever seen. Next she took down her pants, with her ass in his face. He was actually surprised.