. Fir hum ek dusre se apni sari personal bate bhi share karne lage aur ese hi hum ek dusre ke karib aa gaye ek dam close friend’s type…Fir humne n...mbers exchange kiya aur call pe bate hone lagi ghanto bhar tak bate karte rehte hum usne ek din muje bataya ki mera hubby ke pas mere liye hi nahi hai muje pyaar hi nahi karta mere liye kabhi time nahi nikalta muje laga aaj loha garam hai hathoda maar hi deta hu mene bola me hu na tumhare liye wo sharma gayi aur hasne lagi mene bol sachi bol raha hu. The mother had more questions than a game of Trivial Pursuit. How good is the back support? Where does the fabric come from? Are there reviews? But the son was the one making this torturous.Usually mothers and sons are in and out in a flash. No matter how picky the mothers are, the sons are such little shits about shopping the mothers end up just picking one willy-nilly and going home.Not this kid. He was very attentive – just not for the mattresses. From the moment they walked in, his eyes. ” “Well most of it is just variations of what we just did but there is some more.” “Mary smiled and said well if you showed us everything you know, maybe we should choose somebody else, somebody more experienced.” “No.. no.. no.. There’s more, there's a lot more, if you girls think kissing is fun try this.” I got down on my knees and went down on her; she was surprised and gave out a little whimper, she was sopping wet as they all are apparently... all the time. “Ladies, you should try this,. She kept screaming the whole time. Joe had an idea. Recalling what Jason did earlier, he pushed his massive hand into her stomach, pinching her cervix from the outside.The shriek that followed was earsplitting. Tiffany threw up all down her front, adding to the slick sweat, saliva and blood from before. She hunched toward Joe, her eyes completely white. "Please," she gurgled. Joe just smirked as he continued to piston in and out of her like a jackhammer. Her voice shook in rhythm with his.