For God’s sake, I am your Mother. Don’t do this. What did I do to you.”I could see her eyes, the tears, the pleading as I grabbed hard onto he... hips andjammed my cock inside her.I had the fat around her waist firmly in my hands as I pumped as hard as I could. Crying, Mom just let her head hang down crying her stupid head off. “STOP STOP YOU ARE HURTING ME. STOP BOB PLEASE.” But she did nothing to stop me. I can’t tell you how good it felt. I was so hard, so hot, Fucking Mom’s cunt.Maribel. Down the leg of board shorts or pants is the best alternative.”She reached over to be sure it was one-hundred percent American beef before blushing. Sarah found me three pairs of board shorts that were long enough to take care of the problem without looking like a fashion crime.Over in the shoe department, I saw they had a pair of Vans make to look like a slice of pizza.If only they had them in sizes other than for kids, I would buy a pair.We left the shoe department with a pair of NB for. Mary lays around watching TV and crying feeling forgoten.. John jr and his sisters tell her they are going to the ball game and she says FUCK IT I'M GOING OUT MYSELF. Mary takes a hot bath then steals an outfit from her daughter does her hair and looking HOT goes to one of her old hang outs forgeting it has been 20yrs the last time she was there walking in sitting at the bar looks around and sees people half her age and as she starts to get up to leave a women about 32yrs. and very pertty. “I see some lovely sights in the taxi, and none more so than you!” I looked directly at her with a cheeky grin. She moved and lay on her side. “Really? Thank you!” She smiled that beautiful smile again. “What’s your name by the way?” “I'm Phil?” I smiled back feeling more relaxed now as Bonzo was digging a hole in the sand. “And you?” “Sam!” She smiled. “Or Samantha. It’s really only my parents that call me that though!” As she spoke I stared at her deep cleavage. “Nice to meet you.