Ramu: bitch your son is also excited to see uLook he is shagging at seeing you in action. Look he is rubbing his dickMom didnt look at me. Mom was now...sitting in her tshirtRamu removed moms t shirt. She was in a black bra. Ramu started to press her boobs. And she was moaning in pressure. Ramu then removed her hook and took her bra and he found moms panty on the ground. He took them smelled itThen he threw them out through the window. He started to play with mom’s boobs pressing it, biting. "You had a good run, but you gotta let Charlotte be Charlotte. You gotta let her go."I sighed sadly again. I got up and went into the house. Mom wasn't home. The phone was ringing."Anthony, it's Mick." Hi, Mick," I said."You okay, man? You sound like shit." I'm alright," I lied. "What's up?" I'm here at the mall with Amy and Janine. My car won't start. Can you come down and bring me some gas?" How'd you know I was here?" Sheila told me." How'd you know Sheila was at her house?" Charlotte told. I was overjoyed and waited for the moment of third night falling. At last the third night came and after dinner my mother told me to go to Surekha auntie’s house to sleep. My auntie had finished her daily household work and watching some of her favorite TV serials. At around 11.00 p.m. auntie switched off the TV and arranged the bed. She arranged my and her elder son’s bed on the floor besides the bed, while she planned to sleep with her younger son on the bed. I controlled my feelings to. If Honey refused and it really was warranted, my children needed to know it would be them who would be held responsible. They needed to understand what dangerous meant to me.Honey had demonstrated that she could be openly sexual in front of her children and not be struck by lightning. She had demonstrated that she has fuck holes and she has fuck holes for more of a reason than simply being born female. She’d learned that her sexuality is a reward, not the weapon she’d always thought it to be..