Perkins story was that he hit the tree and was so disoriented he sat down by the side of the car and drank approximately a pint of Jim Beam green labe... Kentucky bourbon. That was his story and there was no one to deny it. The cops did find him drunk and holding the bottle of Jim Beam when they arrived. His statement was part of the police report. He wasn’t likely to be convicted for that offense. The state wanted him, so he could be investigated for growing pot. There seemed to be someone. I thought I was to pass out with such a rush of unnatural excitement! My next immoral action which I was about to perform was a step in my relationship with Tommy I will never be able to change back from, i.e. a traditional mother-son bond.I dared myself as I touched my glazed sperm soaked finger to my lips covering both upper and lower evenly is slow elliptical motions sampling the tang of his semen with the tip of my tongue.It tasted wonderful! I couldn't believe how different his cum tasted,. He pulled back the covers and got into bed. He told me, "Joindaddy in bed bitch." I crawled in beside him in the regular doublebed. He was a big man and we had to be close together. This big brutehad totally changed my life today. I knew he held my life in his handsand that I had to be sweet to him in order to survive. He told me tosuck on his nipples one then the other.While I was sucking them on his hairy chest he talked softly to me."The minute I saw you, I knew you were meant to be a. Normally, my mom never buys sarees without me, but this time she did not force me to come. I knew some action was about to come. So I did not waste much time. After a few minutes, I went upstairs and asked the salesman there to send my snacks there.As I went, I saw them choosing on various saree. But I did notice that my mom’s blouse was a little wet and she had made a bun of her hair. I also noticed that the man’s shirt was untucked. I felt I missed some action. I could notice they hid.