The day of that tax sale, they’re gonna slap it on your ass and disqualify your company as a bidder. And I got a dollar against your hundred that th...re’ll be some guys in suits holdin’ handcuffs, waitin’ for you. How’s that for sour owl-shit, fancy-pants?”Embridge sat in silent rage, his jaws clenched so tightly he cracked a filling. He didn’t feel it.“If I ever hear from you again, Ross; if I ever see you, or hear your name, or if you ever dare threaten me, or ask for more money, I can. The CD was old but the music was good maybe too good for a fleeting moment Bridgette started daydreaming of the concert she had been too back in the day to see Bon Jovi live. The evening was hot and the sweat was almost running down her cleavage, this added to her distraction as she was feeling some what randy as the car bounced and swerved. Suddenly there was an almighty bang under it which bought Bridgette back to reality like an electric shock. “ What the fuck !!” she exclaimed The car felt. "Oh, Babe you are a very naughty boy." And you Mummy, you're a very naughty Mummy." Yes babe we are both naughty, you naughty boy, we are a naughty boy and a naughty Mummy, in private."This naughty act between my teen son and me was going to get even naughtier. His dick began to throb hard and his groaning increased in intensity, so much so that I assumed that he would be ready to cum soon, so I positioned myself higher and opened my mouth wide, then I slid down his cock as far as I could go I. I did so. It felt weird but I did it. Then the doctor had a good feel around. There was an energy a spark. The doctor felt my breasts over and again, and after a while it felt as though he were teasing it - groping it squeezing it. It made me hot. The doctor looked to me and saw my rash of guilt. He smiled. Then he began to grope me further, over my tits, under my skirt. I began to grow hot as he rubbed me downstairs. My underwear grew wet. It made me aroused to feel so foolish. I had.