She said my love your too good do like this and wait for while your tool make his place. I said my lovely dear I have eye on you first day when I meet...you. She I know. You are look and your eyes said to me. So you are here my love. I like you because you don’t drink. And I fast my moving in her pussy she stop talking and start moaning .. my hhh hhhhh h… love hhhhhhhh…. fuck like this …….. Fuck h… hhhhhhh…. Meeeee…. And moaningYes my dear I am for you and I love to fuck you and speed up my. It seemed awfully quiet, which is probably one reason I was able to sleep so late. When I went looking for people, Mom was sitting, curled up in an easy chair, in the living room, reading a book. She was wearing jeans and a flannel shirt.“Where’s everybody else?” I asked.“They decided to give us some privacy,” said my mother, looking up at me.“Privacy? What for?” I asked.“I’m going to be your first model for your project,” said my mother. She didn’t seem to have any emotion about it at all. It. Jake was harder than he had even been before, and the head was glistening from drops of precum that had already leaked out.She started with a slow, careful lick from the base of his shaft up to the tip, capturing the latest drop in her mouth. She then proceeded to swirl it in her mouth a bit to taste it, before giving him another smile."Wow Jake, you taste great. If your cum tastes even close to as good as this, I think I am going to get addicted to drinking it."Whether that was true or she was. “Mind the bags. Grocery run.”Relief washed over her features, almost obliterating the fear that still tightened her eyes as she climbed in the cab, letting out a breath as she settled on the seat, half turned towards me, still uneasy. As was I.“Where you headed?”“Anywhere that’s warm and dry, I guess. Eventually, Seattle. At least, that was the plan.”I thought that over for a few moments as I put the truck back in drive and pulled away from the shoulder.“Erica.”There was a tremor in her voice..