Yet when it came to my son, I am feeling possessive without even realising that, I may not ever be able to approach my son without the initiative of A...jali.Understanding that I needed Anjali by my side to be intimate with my son, I gave her the nod. What I didn’t know then was that this too was part of the master plan devised by Anjali where she gets to enjoy my son too in addition to her own son. When she saw me for the first time in the parent’s teachers meeting, she understood that I am the. Monica grabs my hands and pulls me down into the water with her. Within seconds of pulling me into the water, she had jumped and wrapped her legs around my waist, pressing her baby soft pussy against my lower abdomen. I slide my hands back around her ass, looking into her soft, hungry eyes. I start gently kneading her butt and ask, “So what does the birthday girl want on her special day?” Monica never verbally answered my question, but instead responded with actions. Her hips began moving. We may use ‘fuck’ when we make love, but sweetie, this isn’t sex, and this isn’t fucking. This is sharing and making love. See the difference?” She nodded. “We love you. Find me some lube, I want you to make his cock big again and fuck me in the ass with it. You can suck on my little clittie while he is ravishing my bottom. She squealed. I guess her being asked to do what I want her to do will be met with positive squealing. OK!She led him out of the shower like a lamb to slaughter. She had him. " Oh my God... They want me to take her place. Mark did mentionsomething about me becoming a rich woman. What do you think theyhave done with the real Pamela Lovejoy?" I don't know but as I see it we have two choices. You can playalong with them and maybe we can find out or you can get thehell out of here, now. I recommend the latter." Oh shit, Dan," I gasped. "Now I'm scared. Do you think theycould have killed her?" Could be or they have her stashed somewhere." This must be her beach house....