It was early afternoon, and the temperature was dropping. The gloomy sky and the blustery wind meant more crappy weather was on the way again and made...me wish we had remained holed up in our last refuge. It hadn't been wonderful, but it had a roof and walls.Too late now."Looks like we had better find a roosting place for the night," I called out. "There hasn't been a building in a while, but if we get caught out and wet, it will be very miserable and dangerous."Rachel pointed to a spot about a. Plainly visible were the two tattoos that she had gotten on her thirty-fifth birthday; a heart with my initials in it just above the hair line of her cunt and a butterfly on the upper curvature of her right breast.I sat down and started looking through the contents. Luckily nothing was password protected and what I found turned my world on end. The first thing I found was that the picture was an attachment for an email that Vickie had sent or was about to send before her accident stopped her.. He could very well imagine the impact on his mother; it might make her believe he belonged here – that he was happy with it. It would be just like Parker to think that up.But why bother – hadn’t his mother brought him here in the first place?For Parker it must be all about money.Maybe the two of them were in this together, planning on making pictures of him to show his father. Seeing him as a girl, he might give up his dream of ever having a son he could send to a testosterone-ridden bully. Vasudha squirmed and swirled feeling his skin brushing her silky thighs while his forehead was rubbing against her cunt lips. The son kept teasing the thighs for a while till he sensed that his mother was moaning aloud. As he closed in on her delicious pussy lips, he was instantly struck by the feminine aroma emanating from her pussy. He wasn’t inclined to have a go at her pussy right away as he began making gentle movements with his tongue on it. He lashed his tongue sideways, upwards and.