One minute I had the hots for him and didn't want stop what I was experiencing and the next I was frightened of trying anything.The trip home was quie... and uneventful, my thoughts however were overruling the fact that I had been dancing the night away with my son. I knew that what I'd felt as I danced with my son was exciting but it was also wrong. After we arrived home, I opened a bottle of wine and as we were having our drinks.My son nervously said, "Mum, we shouldn't have danced as close as. She forced herself to breathe at a normal rhythm despite her pounding heart.She slowly manipulated a large crystal gripped in her raised hand very close to the side of the Portal device. Energy pulsed and throbbed in a manner no normal Portal should ever see. Her body buzzed with the thrum of the unbalanced energies flowing unimpeded through her bare feet.She felt the vibrations become more erratic. She twisted the crystal in her hand to no apparent effect. She caught movement out of the corner. Shayad ye hamari akhiri baar hai ab," said Binita between slobbering mouthfuls of his cock. (But we did get seen today. Maybe this is our last time together.)"I will manage that too," mumbled Thakur unconvincingly, as he held his bahu's head and fucked her all-too-small mouth. The tightness of her lips around him was maddening. "Tum ek santaan paida kar do, phir koi tumhe hamare khandaan se dur nahi kar sakta," he said, in an inspired moment. (You deliver a c***d and then no one can evict you. ”“It’s like, well, like an addiction. You can’t make an addict change their behavior, you can only point out to them the consequences and the costs, and a way to make things better. Like smoking - no matter what you tell a smoker about quitting, if they don’t want to quit, they won’t.”Shawanda nodded in understanding. Her father smoked over a pack a day and showed no interest in quitting at all.“So, the most important thing I do is try and figure out if the people want help and want to fix.