Pulling next into the slot next to hers, he noticed that she looked a bit pale."Feeling OK?" He had worried about her leaving so soon from the hospita...."Oh. I'm fine." She flashed him a wan smile. "Just a little tired. That's all." Well. If you've got some time, I need to ask you a favor." He looked at her hopefully. "I'm headed out to talk with the Reverend. It won't take but the morning."Simon hoped that she would say yes. Not only would spending time with her feel good and give him a chance. He parked his car in the lot and took a deep breath, then got out andsmoothed his skirt. He pulled his security badge from his purse as heentered the building. Out of nervousness he kept his head down and wavedthe pass in front of the card reader; which beeped and cleared him forcertain floors in the building. No one paid him any attention as heentered the elevator. As his friends had said - everyone was concernedwith their own business. He walked to his desk and tossed his nameplateinto the. Her face twisted with lust and pleasure as her son continued to fuck her in the mouth. He let the head of his prick lurch and slide against her soft, parted lips, saw her lust-glazed eyes gazing down at his saliva-coated prick, and turned on even more.Greg slipped his thick cockmeat in deeper against the slick heat of her tongue, thrusting his crotch upward until his mother's warm, sucking mouth was overflowing with the boy's hot prickmeat.She moaned, sucking wildly now, out of control. Her. The solid gate to the garden is marred with two specks of moss in the shape of unequal triangles. He opens the gate and after that he opens his shed. The size of his shed is equal to mine, but there every comparison ends. The shed seems empty at first glance.The walls are smooth and covered with stuccoes. Again the wall is pressed against my back and my view is filled by the stranger in front of me. Just a second ago I asked myself why I am showing this level of stupidity, now my mind.