“Yes baby,” she screamed as another orgasm shot through her. “Yes baby…oh god…oh not another…oh god no, no more…yes, yes…oh god …oh ... can’t, no, no more….yes, oh yes, oh my god baby, no please no more, please…oh god yes, yes, yes.” She screamed as finally her body slumped onto the table, totally exhausted.Slowly David slid his hand out of her cunt, seeing the gaping tunnel still twitching as if begging him to return. He slumped back onto a chair, watching his mother stretched flat on the table,. 5 k is it a deal?''''it could work yes but you must be quick i need to sell it so i can buy mine''i went home and tried to find more money trying to get a credit card and full it would be easybut my student dept and all was not helping i had to go there in personi spent the next 2 days searching desperately for the 1k but i coudnt find more money, the credit had been refusedi txted him if i could have more time but he coudnt he saidit was the last day , he txt me in the morningi txted i had. It's like we're 2 kids playing house. One says she's the mommy, the other takes the daddy role. To play, they don't need to agree on when they met, where they first did it, when they got married, how many hours of labor it took to actually become a mommy."He kept looking at her, "Still, I want to know."She frowned. "Shit. OK. We met in college? You came to help my roommate study for a soc. exam. You were a thin gawky guy. Thinner than now, except in the hair department. You had some pimples as. “I bought these for you,” he said with a wry smile.Apprehensively Bobby answered, “Gee thanks, that’s… that’s very kind of you.”“Of course, you have to earn them,” Ricky summarily replied.Looking like a deer caught in the headlights, Bobby sheepishly asked, “How?”“Well, two packets… let’s see. Oh yes, I have two feet in need of a good cleaning. So it’s really simple, get to work.” Ricky said, with a shitfaced grin.“Are you serious?” Bobby asked, looking forlorn.“Sure, absolutely serious,” Ricky.