I also have a son and I know that when you're at home masturbating at any moment, don't deny it and tell me on purpose how often you masturbate. I als... masturbate, I don't have a husband anymore so I have to do it myself. So you want to talk about these things as I see them, about sex and so on. I agree, we can safely say, I have to admit that they masturbate several times a day and every time I was home alone all day, I did nothing but search the Internet for various porn and chase it even all. “So, did Cindy say when she was going to be back?”“Around 5:30.”Mike’s smile widened ever so slightly.“About ten, fifteen minutes then. And you said Robbie is at a friend’s house?”This time it was Megan whose smile turned devious.“That’s right.”Not about to waste any time, Mike walked over to Megan and pressed his lips against hers, to which she responded by slipping her tongue into his mouth. Slipping a hand under and up her shirt, Mike kneaded Megan’s left breast like a small lump of dough. She was in real Fun mood. She took custards in both her hand and spread it over her cunt and boobs. Both got fully covered with black custard. “what you are waiting for, have your sweet dish,Rohan .that was what i couldnt belive. I positioned between her thighs and ate custard. Custard soon got over and then I pushed cunt lips apart and ate in and out of the cunt. She was moaning loudly. I was unable to control so I down my trousers and undy and pushed lawda in her waiting bur.Mom knew very. ’ She chuckled and sniffed once more. ‘Can’t you call a chef at an Italian restaurant and have him make something?’ she said softly, his comforting embrace making her feel better. He wondered about that. ‘I do know the manager at Roma..’ She looked up at him. ‘Don’t! Not everyone wants to work late like you!’ He gave her the usual smug face, letting her know he was kidding. She hit his chest. ‘You’re horrible.’ ‘Yeah, true.’ he said and let go of her. ‘Since you said you’re almost done, finish.