Mom!, sons can fuck mothers” I said. “But it’s a sin. ” She replied. “I wanted to tell you something important” she said in a hasky voice....��Probably you are going to have a new father within a few months.” I said, “I could not understand what you are saying.” She said “I will discuss about its details with you later. Actually I am moving to Srinivasan’s apartment from the next month.” I said “But my dad……” She said “Well….I think.. I will have to dump him………….. aaaaaa…..I mean I have decided to. ‘They don’t even sell those in Midland, do they?’ She laughed again. I was certainly not getting tired of that. ‘It was marked down like seven thousand. I couldn’t pass it up. Monthly payments are a bitch, though.’ ‘Tell me you got the supercharged V-6?’ ‘Right! Do I have the words ‘First National Bank’ plastered across my chest?’ We laughed together. I couldn’t help but check her chest, just to be sure. And then, before I could stop myself: ‘I’d love to have a ride in it some time.’ Shit. Why. He was drunk, and yelling at her.I got closer and could see that she was a young Indian woman. He had beaten her and her face was swollen. "Mister, does that woman belong to you?" I asked not being able to tolerate a man beating a woman very well."I am free," the woman gasped.The man turned to slap her. "Mister, if she isn't yours, I can't let you beat her."He pulled a knife and threatened, "Put your nose back where it belongs, boy." Let her go," I said. I pulled my revolver from my holster.He. Within moments she was quietly snoring.I waited a few minutes, then reached over and stroked her hips hoping that, as had happened before, I could bring her around for some really lustful sex. No response. Trying a bit harder, I walked my fingers down her thighs, hoping she would stir amorously. Still no response. As a last hopeful attempt, I worked my hand between her legs and up to her pussy. Her knickers were wet, very wet, but as my hopes rose I felt something I really didn’t expect.Sand!.