"Quatsch", antwortete sie, sah mich aber etwas zweifelnd dabei an. Ob ich nicht doch die Wahrheit sagte? "Du kannst ja nachschauen, wenn du mir nicht ...laubst", sagte ich, aber darauf verzichtete sie.Mein Schwanz hämmerte steif in meiner Hose und ich musste an unseren gemeinsamen Aktion in der Garage denken. Die Kleine war nicht schlecht gewesen und vielleicht ließe sich etwas machen. "Apropos Nummer. Was ist denn mit uns beiden?" fragte ich sie direkt.Gina schüttelte ihren Lockenkopf. "Geht. After what seemed like hours, but I'm sure were only minutes, Dad slowed his frantic pumping long enough to hook one of the chairs with his foot, and drag it over to them.Then, once again, he grabbed a tit in each hand and was back to squeezing them as hard as he could, using them to direct her motions!Bent over the back of the chair, Her long, sweat damp grey hair flailing with each of my father's slow, powerful thrusts, she begged him to stop as he continued to slap and grope at her. I was also not having any problem since Jolly joined us. I always lured for her sexy body and planned to get her on bed someday.One evening, When I reached home from office, Sushma suggested I took Jolly on an outing, because since she has arrived she had been working day and night and we must not forget she is our guest and I agreed to her idea.That evening we went to the KFC and had snacks there and packed something for Sushma. And late in the evening I asked Jolly to stroll in the park and. ”“Mom! I can’t help but look sometimes, but then I feel ashamed because you are my mother.”“Don’t feel bad son, you are a handsome young stud and I sneak peaks at you too.I took a long pull on my beer and crushed the can. Mom got me another beer from the fridge, her butt wiggling sexily on the way.“Doug, I do not feel like going through boxes to night to find clean clothes. Do you think you can handle us showering and sleeping naked wrapped in our blankets?” Mom asked.“Mom, I just want to.