I opened my eyes and said to myself, "That was a fast onset. I thought heart attacks were protracted while aneurysms and strokes were fast.I heard a n...ise like someone clearing their throat. I opened my eyes and turned my head. Now there was a fellow I didn't want to meet in a dark alley, or a dark anywhere! Well over seven feet tall, built like a pro wrestler, bald, slightly green complected with brown patches and, if I wasn't mistaken, he was covered with tiny scales. Something was wrong. I. At the count of three, we took off our shirts. Cindy smiled wide, her eyes twinkling like stars on a clear night. She looked me up and down in admiration, while I just awkwardly gawked at her bare chest. I don't remember exactly how old we were back then, but she didn't have a whole lot to show me in the breast department. They protruded a little, but not much. Still, it didn't prevent me from feeling my cock growing in my shorts. I wanted to panic and run away, but I was too embarrassed. Mom’s stats (just guessing) must be 34-30-36. So now you can imagine quite well how my mom’s assets would be. She has a white complexion and normally dresses in kameez and salwar in a modest manner and always has her bra on her boobs.I never saw my mom in bra panty even before this incident. I just want to advise the readers to put their hands out of dick right now and wait until the end of the story to have a better climax. I’m sure this story will help you to have the best masturbation for. Marsha pointed to the living room door and Rachel walked towards it obediently.As Rachel walked towards the door she saw two pairs of shoes on the floor which didn't look like the type that Marsha would wear. There was a sudden panic as she wondered whether Marsha had any guests with her because if she did then they would be allowed to watch her being spanked. Marsha saw Rachel stop momentarily as she saw the two pairs of shoes and knew what she would be thinking. In fact, Marsha had.