Using his fingers as his eyes allowing them to venture across her flesh. His manhood grew taught as these thoughts rambled through his mind. The press...re was a welcomed feeling. As she ate her pasta she couldn’t help but realize he was preoccupied with something other than food. Then again so was she. She was thinking of how it would feel to run her fingers through his soft dark hair and trace his jawline and lips with her fingertips. Letting her hands linger over his rippling muscular body as. "That's good. Remember. This guy probably has something to do with that. If you want her back, we need to get information out of him. It would be good if he were a little scared of you."Kale scowled, but said quietly, "I don't."Anders looked puzzled, "You don't what?"Kale shook his head in the negative, "I don't want her back. I want her safe."After a momentary pause, Anders nodded, "Understandable. But, hold on to that thought. I have a feeling this is going to be an important interview." He. ” I persisted. And without waiting for an answer from mom, I push my hard dick inside her wet pussy and fuck her standing up while she leans back against the countertop in a doggy-style position. “I… can’t… believe that I am letting this happen. I… am so… sorry for being such a bad mother. Ahhh…” Mom cried. Mom didn’t resist me and starts enjoying my hard dick in and out of her pussy while moaning out sounds of pleasure. After fucking for a couple of minutes, I flip mom around at the sink. " He climbed into his truck, started it, and drove off while his mother stared after him.Garrett went to the small bar and grill the construction crews frequented. When he walked in there were several people he worked with or knew from his infrequent visits in the past. Almost all of them offered their condolences for his grandfather's death. Several of them asked why he was there. Garrett said, "I had to get out of the house. I've finally had it with mom and Bea. They didn't even tell me about.