Sure enough there was one, but behind the door was just a toilet and sink. Suppose that I would be using the fresh water shower down at the beach…no...way I would use these in front of my son.Mark must have correctly read my consternation, a goofy smile stretched across his face as he looked at the tub and then at me.“Not in a million years, bucko”, I intentionally spit out to make sure he did not get the wrong idea.His face contorted into a pout.“Jeez Mark…I am your Mother for Christ’s sake” but. Milla, in the meantime, had dashed from her half eaten breakfast, straight to her office and was onto both the police and the local council. Neither realm of officialdom was particularly forthcoming with any information until she told them the name of her Chambers and that she would issue writs against them for harassment.The name and threat of legal action, whilst not producing immediate results, did elicit promises of return phone calls from higher placed officials. Milla gave a deadline of. You mean she fucks around ?sure ive heard she would fuck anything hehe.Mums face was bright red they were talking about her they did not know she was the wife all this time the guy was forceing his cock down mums throat got to go now he said just going to dump my load in her mouth then give her a good fucking .Ok Mark said give her one from me hehe with that he came in mums mouth she hated that cum in her mouth he forced her to drink it down .Next he got mum to strip for him as he had a. “Oh God, Doll I've been in love with you forever,” he kisses me deeply. Before I know it he’s carrying me into the bedroom, and undresses me. “Here, let me show you, beautiful,” he speaks in his low, throaty sexy voice. He strips and climbs between my legs. His lips move along me, tattooing me with his own kisses now. My breathing is slow, almost as if I'm holding it, feeling his warm lips along my skin. I brush his hair softly, as he works up towards me. Each kiss feels as though it burns.