She was startled by my choice of anesthesia but willingly went and brought the vodka bottle along with two glasses. It was my turn to be surprised. I ...sked her if she likes vodka. She just smiled sexily and said why not.We both had 3-3 pegs of neat vodka and were quite drunk. She was talking shit and smiling madly when I said that it was quite hot over here in Kolkata and whether I can remove my shirt if she doesn’t mind. Namita laughed and said, “It’s your house. Do whatever you want, doc”.I. She got up and then said: “Move behind me,” and leaned over.I did as she had said and moved closer, watching carefully where my legs should be going. I sorted them out and attempted a penetration. One of my hands was on my mother’s hip and the other was holding my hard penis. I felt mom’s warm bush against it as I was nearing the opening of the vagina.“Yes, that’s it,” mom said when I slipped in easily and naturally, like you can only do with your own mother. My hips started thrusting almost on. Mom wants to talk to you. Will you take her call or not? That is my phone speaking to me. I programmed it to notify me of any forthcoming call in this manner. In a furious voice, like I am talking to an emotional human being, I respond, Put the cow on. What&hellip,.did I just call Amber? The good thing is she didnt hear me, otherwise she would have passed out the instant she overheard my insulting word: Cow! Beautiful, mom is on her way there. Amber sounds delighted, like she has won a $100. It was mid-afternoon, and he had just returned from a grueling morning of conjuring. More than anything else it was hardest subject for him to grasp. While he excelled in the metaphysical arts partly from his own experience, the less familiar arts of the west were a challenging and exhausting. Unlike the metaphysics where one gained energy, the practice of conjuring required stamina. He decided he'd meditate for awhile and then continue his biology assignment. Brysodine believed that the study.