As our eyes connected I felt the familiar tingle of lust between my thighs. His caramel skin was smooth under all his Tats, and he walked with the con...idence of a young thug boy. As I passed him, I heard him asking the receptionist for vicky lake, his MOTHER! my heart raced, as Vicky had worked in my department for the last 4 years, and was only only in her late 30's! I realized the young thug that had just made my cunt twitch was the cute little boys who's pics adorned her desk. I walked. She dropped her coat on a chair, kicked her shoes into a corner then asked me for a beer, I said “No, you’re only 19, you can’t drink.”Beth cocked her head to one side and asked “How old were you when you first got drunk?”“15 if I remember right.”She smiled and retorted “So don’t lecture me about under aged drinking, get me a beer” then opened the door to my small patio and sat herself in a deck chair. I pulled two bottles of brew out of the fridge and headed out to join her. On the way to the. Her nice, tight ass and hips looked so good it them, he wanted to cum. "Well, we both know that he's a fucking retard!" he said couldn't help but laughing."Stop picking on my husband! He can't help it if he's a dip-shit!" she giggled and could not hold out any longer. She reached and hugged him with all of her might and she did not care who saw it."I love it when we're together, Daddy," she moaned and loved the feel of him against her lonely, lonely body."I love being with you too, Annie," he. Don’t forget, she is possibly the person you have been most intimate with. Oh, don’t look at me like that, intimacy doesn’t always need to involve sex. She held your hand on the brink of death and was still holding it when you fought back. She’s been holding your hand since then and wants to make sure the person joining her next to you is worthy.”“You are!”“We’ll see. Now, are you going to finish washing me?”As he stood up, he turned me side on, cleaning the front and back of one leg. His hands.