’ She laughed and wiggled her ass on my thigh, the heat from her sex even through her clothes was like a fiery brand against my leg. ‘Well, here ... am, so your plan worked, now what?’ Still grinning I answered, jokingly, ‘Well, I could just pick you up in my arms and take you home with me but your boyfriend or husband wouldn’t like that.’ She looked at me for a second, cocking her head to the side, then a smile spread slowly over her lips. ‘I don’t have a husband and I’m between boyfriends. Meine Mutter vermisst mich ebenso wie dich! Würdest du mir die Gunst erweisen und dich öfters um meine Mutter kümmern, du verstehst mich schon, wie das gemeint ist?“„Aber klar, Bruno, für dich und deine Mutter würde ich doch alles tun!“ Versicherte Jürgen großmütig, ohne zu ahnen, dass er seine Großmut bald würde unter Beweis stellen musste. „Dann schau mal demnächst bei meiner Mutter vorbei! Sie freut sich, wenn du mal wieder mit ihr fickst, sie steht nämlich auf dich!“„Wirklich?“ „Tue nicht. "Rich looked down at her for a moment, apparently evaluating whether or not his sister-in-law was actually giving him an order."No woman gives me orders," he said."Don't be such a macho klutz," she said, pressing the wine glass into his hand. "I think there might be some yogurt in the refrigerator if you want that."Rich hefted the glass in his hand, looking down at her. "Yogurt?" he said incredulously. "Isn't that made out of spoiled milk? You don't actually eat that stuff." I've eaten worse. I suckled at her nipple and warm, sweet milk filled my mouth. In minutes i had emptied her breast. Before I could move to the other one, the door opened and Gina walked in. She had heavy slut makeup on and was wearing black fishnets, micro mini and small blouse showing her toned but not perfect belly .She looked at both of us and realized what was going on ."WHAT THE FUCK YOU ARE DOING?" she yelled at my mom ."Oh shut up bitch." my mother snapped back at her even as she pushed the nipple in my.