“Your breasts are so soft, mom. Does dad like to suck on them when he fucks you?” He asked while starting to breathe a little heavier.I was too bu...y moaning, so I couldn’t answer him. But I knew actually what he was trying to do. And with all my will power, I stopped fucking him, get out of his hard dick and broke his arms loose from my breasts, and turned myself around to facing my son. I quickly sat my pussy back down on his dick getting it inside my pussy. And as I rode his dick again I. I’m already trying to come up with reasons for why Beth should let me be with him again. When he’s finished throwing his clothes on, Lucas moves to a standing position and holds out a hand to Beth and me. My fingers brush his palm and I experience that familiar tingle of awareness. The smile he gives me as he pulls me to my feet tells me he feels it, too. Lucas helps Beth up, and while I’m still wondering what to say next, he clutches the back of my neck and gives me a kiss that has me. Immediately I have put off the TV and started sipping cold drink like an innocent girl.I think he came to know that just now I have switched off the TV. I realized my mistake that I did not decreased the volume of the TV and still managed to cover my expressions. Directly he came and sat next to me on the sofa. I was little bit shocked and moved towards corner of the sofa. Then he started chatting and enquired about my family matters and in between deliberately touching his hands on my hands.. Appropriate for someone with your body." Mom! What's wrong with my body?" Mickey screamed. "I just told you that I am learning to love my body. You make it sound like I should hate it!" Well, you should hate it!" Mickey's mother said shockingly. "I hate it for you!" That even drew Mr. DiCapra's attention from behind the paper."Why?" she said in a tiny, but raspy, little girl voice, her tears flowing freely now. "Why do you hate me so much? Are you ashamed of me?"As Anthony DiCapra watched, his.