He is my son not my husband. She was confused.Nandan closed the door behind them. She looked at his face. The expression was something she has never s...en in him before. He had a fierce determined look. It was frightening. It brought back memories, exactly how her husband looked, after he had a few glasses of scotch and wanted to have sex when she was not in a mood for it.She tried to plead with him. “Please Honey; it is not right for a mum and son to do this”. His voice was firm. “I am not. The shed still has enough junk in it to make for two orthree sales, but I want to keep my guys busy. And the men who came tothe sale were happy to have something to do while their wives wereinside buying baked goodies. More than a few women came out. Theyfinished their shopping before the men. And a couple of women boughtthings." Well I will make an announcement at the early service, and see thatPastor McNaughton does the same. Can I direct them to you?" You may, and I appreciate the. This also gave me a great view of the hot action. I could see that my wife was liking rohan’s forward action, as her panties were showing a very clear wet spot. I could tell from the bulge in rohan’s pants he was getting pretty excited as well. I have to admit he was not the only one getting turned on. The more i watched him kiss and feel up my wife the more turned on i got. I especially like watching as rohan work my wife’s panties off to one side and have begun playing with her pussy lips. Certainly exposing you would ruin your business and make you a outcast in the community. But if I know you, you would land on your feet. I could fuck your face up, but God knows you aren't a raving beauty now. See I can do anything to you, because you aren't going to the cops no matter what I do. If you do go to the cops, you will be in the cell next to mine. You do believe that don't you Mary Ellen."She nodded her head again."Give me the password to all your websites. Write them down," I.