My brother then changed position and made mom stand in doggy style and started fucking her pussy from behind while tightly grabbing her hair and boobs... At times, he inserted his fingers as well into her pussy and mom moaned like hell. He also made her lick his fingers and kept fucking her pussy.Then my brother started spitting on mom’s ass hole but mom hesitated and said, “Son, I haven’t done anal in a while and it might be painful”.“That is good news, mom. I will give you pain and pleasure at. Sloppy seconds, I thought."Oh, who else is going out?" I know you're upset." What?" About me and Chris." Remind me why..." You wish it was you he was dating." In what world?" I hear Mom yelling from downstairs. "I have to go." See? You're mad because I'm right." Screw you."I signed off with steam coming out of my ears.My best friend had obviously changed, or maybe I was the one who had changed. DId I really act like that when I was her best friend?I stuffed my cell, wallet, and hair clip into. I take out the slimmest one and turn it over in my hands so you can see more clearly. Its flawless surface has a deep, lustrous shine. "These are North African in origin - hand turned and polished ebony. Very rare and highly sought after craftsmanship. They were originally made for breaking in fresh young girls in the brothels of Tangiers - but I find they also have a place in a more.... academic context," I explain. I pull your panties down, and they fall to your ankles, you step out of them. Six months! A long time for a married woman to have physical intimacy but that was what you are offered when you hell-bent to marry the men in defence who are just best in the country in everything except giving us time when they are away defending our country.I was proud of my hubby but at times like this, my body wrestled and won control from my mind. I was dazed with those livid pictures running on my mind.“Screech!!” An abrupt halt and a forward jerk brought me back to the reality. The.