People have odd habits. Some eat boogers. I’ve known some men to jack off with slices of deli ham. I have even been privy to those odd characters th...t obsessively clean their hands or only step on certain color tiles as they walk through the mall. Let’s face it, we are ALL fucked up in some way. I glared at my brother, who settled into his familiar megalomania, feeling he’d won a battle of maturity. I can only explain his gratification by assuming he is jealous. Yes, that’s it. Jealous, because. But, more importantly, I need to interview you for a school writing project, which is my main purpose today.”He smiles and asks, “Who said the new trucks are built on the tank frames?”I grin while saying, “I do. Once I looked at the HGH software and saw the same driver controls I checked out the vehicle specifications then I dug out the details of the game program. I found out it isn’t a game at all, but it’s a training simulator for the Hudson Hound Tanks.”While slowly nodding his head he. He hoped the neighbors wouldn’t hear her and get nosy and see them fucking. He was pretty sure it wasn’t legal to have sex with your mother.“Mom! Let’s go inside. I want to fuck you from behind. Grind my big dick into that pussy.”“Okay.”Natasha climbed off her son and they ran into the house. Cory slapped his mother’s ass and they went into the house. She giggled watching her son’s cock stick out. It was the biggest cock she’d ever seen.They had a pool table in the game room. Natasha. We lost track of each other but I always remembered how she was the sexiest woman I ever had. Emily called me out of the blue one night and asked if I was free that weekend as she had won a weekend at an upscale local hotel. It just so happened that my wife was going to be away so of course I said yes and told her I would see her around 6:00 p.pm. Friday. I arrived at the room and knocked on the door. Emily opened it wearing a pink see through negligee that I had given to her and she was.