His trousers were tented at the front and I tiny damp patch had developed where his little willie had got drippy. “you are very naughty boy aren’t...you and I know you are wearing Wendy’s panties aren’t you darling” He just groaned and suckled my tits, they felt so full and sensitive. “I think mummy needs some licking don’t you if you are very good I may let you cum on my nylons” Jon was voracious licking me through my panties and with what I had told him earlier he seemed especially keen. He is. By now, she had me so fucking hot I would do anything to taste and fuck that promiscuous pussy, and she knew it. As I watched Terri masturbate, intuitively I said, “Terri, there’s really nothing wrong with your car, is there?” Terri didn’t answer me. Instead she shamefully shook her head no as she continued to pinch her clit. Seeing as Terri confirmed my suspicions, I waited a few seconds to ask my next question, and then I said, “Terri, you were just looking to get jumped tonight, weren’t. He stole a glance at Eve -- Denis Riley? It couldn't be! But apparently, it was. Clearly a lot had happened that he had never seen.He went into the living room, found where he'd left his cell phone the night before, and sat down in a chair where he was away from the kitchen some, but still in Eve's view. He speed dialed the office -- and got "not in service", no big surprise. He hadn't had a chance to look, but the office had faced the World Trade Center, and from what he knew it had to have. Suddenly, I saw my mami walking on the footpath going home after some grocery shopping. She was wearing a white top, and black leggings and had too many bags and was finding it a little bit difficult to carry the bags as they were a little heavy.I parked my bike quickly and approached her from behind.Me:- Hey, mami. How are you today?Mami (was startled):- Ohh! Rahul. It’s you. You scared me. I am fine. How is my little boy doing?Me:- I am fine too! Please don’t call me a little boy again. I am.