I can’t be possibly asking my mom for real. In the fourth month mom demanded higher percentage and this time it had snapped me. The frustration and ...xtreme desire of just jerking my cock off on fantasy to the ratio of my mom demanding more money from me in reality made me snapped. I shouted at mom for being a bitch dressing up like a prostitute, going out late nights, allowing other men banging her like a big time whore! I guess my words hurt, mom cried the whole night. I felt sorry for saying. I know this is a place of mourning, and I respect that. But you will get blocked in soon. The snow has started again, and the roads are freezing. I wouldn’t want you to spend the night in a cemetery.’ Marie had to smile, despite herself. It had been a longtime since anyone had cared where she was or how long she would be gone. No one even cared whether she lived or died. ‘It is very sweet of you Sir, but, you see, it’s the anniversary of my husband’s death and I just wanted to talk to him. It seemed like everyone on the street was moving away. Two houses had come on the market at the same time, one next to ours and one farther down the street.“How’s your mom’s offer going, Pam?” I asked.“Oh, it was accepted,” Pam said. “She told me while you were having fun with Carmelita. Just has to go through escrow. In a month, we’ll have it.”Three houses in a row. Another backyard to connect, more room for our growing family. The third house might have to become the kid’s house the rate. I was so wet and wanting to feel more of him so I tried to sit patiently and wait well he did his thing. He came out of the shower and put on a jersey that hit just below his sexy ass of course nothing else on. Then it was my turn I went and changed into something a bit more revealing and something I hoped would get his attention. Well it worked I came out and joined him on the bed and let me tell you the heat in that room had to be well over a 100 degrees. One thing we had never really.