I usually wake up around 10 am and come out of my room at 11 am. My dad would have left for work by then.So, one day, I casually came out of my room a...d noticed my mom sitting on the sofa with a pantie in her hand. She was wearing a long t-shirt. I couldn’t see what she was wearing at the bottom. I’ve seen her before wearing just a t-shirt and pantie.“Abi! Come here,” she said and patted on the sofa signaling me to come and sit near her.“I want you to be completely honest with me,” my mom. "Enjoying a little sunshine?" Hi John," she said. "Yes, though I was hoping to ask a favour." Ask away," I said."I was wondering if you could help me sort out a sticking door. Bill keeps promising to look at it, but he never does," she asked."Ok," I said. "Let me get a few tools and I'll have a look." Thanks," Jean said. "Bill seems to have forgotten what tools are for."I raised an eyebrow and Jean blushed a little as she spotted her unintentional double entendre."Mine is kept in good condition. He felt that it would be like shooting a friend."The herd has to be culled. They even mentioned that the herd was getting too large. If the natural predators aren't doing the job, then it falls upon us to do it," William answered turning to look at Patrick."If the herd isn't culled, it will grow beyond the ability of the land to support them and they will all suffer. Many will die a long slow painful death from starvation. It is nature's way of ensuring balance," Dale added. He looked over at. “Are you enjoying your surprise Goddess?” “Oh Lord yes” she sighed. The Master suspected that Christophe’s fingers were, by now, filling her soaking wet cunt. She moved her feet slightly apart to enable his fingers to slip inside her more easily. As she did so, his hand penetrated further.Despite her feeling intoxicated by the situation, she managed a glance at her Master who was smiling from ear to ear, relishing the fact that she was receiving so much pleasure. She looked down at her master's.