"My point, Mom, is this isn't some normal erection, and I'm not some guy who wants to have some hardcore i****t with his mother. The fact is I am in f...cking pain and I need to cum and you have those ridiculous swinging breasts and I need them.....to keep swinging. Just help me get this flushed and we never talk about this again. Just lean over and swing them for me for a bit."He expected her to say something, or flip out. Or maybe he didn't. He didn't really expect himself to say any of that,. Me: Not for sex. just a meeting so that we get to know each other better.Sanjana: Done, Rakesh. Will meet. Any dress code you want me to wear?Me: Yes. You wear a sleeveless loose top with leggings.Sanjana: You are too romantic Rakesh. Will wear inners as its sleeveless.Me: That is fine. I m waiting to meet you.So Saturday came and I booked 2 tickets for Sanju in Prasad’s for the second show. I reached Prasad’s at around 7 and was waiting for Sanjana. She said she will directly come to the. . sister-wife, Kathy."Jill had, of course, told them on the phone about Kathy, but Jill was still a little worried. She need not have been. Megan (the preacher's wife) didn't seem to even bat an eye, being a pastor's wife for many years and having become accustomed to the peculiarities of families, but Luther got a hand out before she could. "Welcome, Kathy. I'm Luther Cambridge, and this is my wife Megan."Two of the men from the group near the SUVs, jogged over to the helicopter to help with. The arm against my neck shot to waist, and he bear hugged me, pulling me closer to him, burying his cock further into me. He bent his knees, almost so that he was underneath me, and pushed up with his cock as he pulled down on my pelvis. He ratcheted his cock into me as he came.I felt the vein on the underside of his cock pumping his cum into my ass. With each squirt, he pushed harder. I could feel his cock against my prostrate, my k**neys, and maybe even my liver. It was incredible..