" I hear you, it's coming down pretty hard out there. Now, give me your cell phone number, weather permitting, I should be able to head out of here by...eight a.m."She gave him her cell number and then told the driver goodbye. Turning her attention back to Jack, she was about to say something when he spoke up and said, "Well, that takes care of the car. What are we going to do about tonight?"She then told him, "Well, I'm headed for Springfield to spend the holidays with my parents, where are you. She tried to close the bedroom door. But I managed to get my hand through her navel and pinch her fair hips. She wriggled, and I slipped through as she closed the rest of the door.Me- Thank you, Saro, for closing the doorSaro- Chi…I didn’t raise you to be a pervert, Ajay. I’m scared of you. Get out.As she turned to open the door, I held her hand and pinned her to the wall. I wiped her wet pussy with my fingers and inserted the finger in my mouth slowly, looking into her eyes.Me- Why are you. She was surrounded by friends from school and the theater. I wanted to rush up to her and hold her, but the one time our eyes met, she dropped her head and turned away from me. Child Protective Services had arranged temporary housing and care for her. When she was eighteen, she would be allowed to return home alone—possibly sooner if she applied to become an emancipated minor. There was no question that she was sole heir to Andi’s estate, but I didn’t know how they took care of property and. She watched as her son began stuffing her with his thick meat. She took a deep breath as the sight of him entering her slickness resigned her to the fact that she wasn’t going anywhere. This was where she wanted to be; this was how she wanted to be. Her son was fucking her and whatever else she thought about it, she loved it. She loved the size of him as he filled his mother’s pussy. She loved the feel of him as he took her and she got lost in the rush of excitement that her body was helpless.