I admired him for wanting to take care of his mother that way, it was very grown up and mature of him. I wish there were more men that thought like th...t!Almost before I knew it, my "little boy" David was 18 years old. I was starting to wonder when he was going to start dating girls and bringing them home to meet me. He was a good-looking boy, much like his father in a lot of ways… tall, dark and handsome. And with his charm and easy-going nature, he should be dripping with girls!I hate to admit. I had a split second of wondering if this was rape, was she sleeping?With no further thoughts in my mind or holding me back i slid my cock all the way in and began to fuck her mouth. She began to use her tongue just barely but god it felt great. slowly i inserted more and fucked hard. She just lay there as my cock was enjoying every bit of her warm wet mouth. i reached for her head and gave one good thrust, causing her to gag and she slapped my cock out of the way. I took my wet cock and slid. Aur halki blue light ceiling ki jalake ab woh mere samne baithi. Waise maine kabhi drink nahi li thi so usko kaise batau.Magar maine usko bataya ki main drink karke kuch bakata rahunga. Aur mere sare raaj dusro ko pata lagenge isliye maine kabhi drink nahi ki thi. Kyuki main aise person ke sath drink lena chahta tha. Jo mujhe samajh sake aur mere raaj pata chalne par bhi use hum dono mein hi rakhe.So mujhe aap par bharosa hai aur apke sath drink karunga toh galti huyi toh sambhal lena. Woh bhi. When we got to the car, I got in and slumped back against the seat, spent. More than once today they’d worked my ankle to the point of tears. They’d also done a lot of stretching with my leg to keep it limber. I hadn’t realized how much damage being off it for a few days would cause.Daniel put his hand on my shoulder, concerned. “You okay?” he asked.I nodded, but he didn’t seem convinced. “I’m just really sore and tired. It’s what I need to do to get better though. I’m really grateful, but this.