I sat up somewhat because I was always wondering something. Elizabeth was very skinny, so I pressed down on her tummy as I moved my penis all the way...into her, humping and pushing upward with my cock. I was trying to feel it inside her, and I really thought I could feel it in her belly, which made her laugh.I bent my head down and took one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking it into my mouth. She moaned in delight, pushing her over the edge and I felt her orgasm around my cock, bucking. Tim chuckles to himself but understands Abbie’s concern. He goes to the kitchen and throws everything in a bag to discard. The plates and silvers are nonmatching, almost as if Abbie bought them at a thrift shop. Her coffee maker is so old and outdated, and the pans the same. It is quick work to clear the kitchen. When he carries the bag into the living room, Abbie is there sorting through things from her desk. The desk is old fashion in many ways. It is finely built with no real signs of. She always stays fit and maintains her figure. She takes a lot of care of herself; she dyes her hair, treats her hands and feet to make them always look luscious. She always dresses up properly, and usually wears clothes that accentuate her height and her curves. I specially find her long slender legs and firm curvaceous butts very sexy. Her boobs are not very large, but they are round and firm, and she has wide hips that sway sexily as she walks. Mrs. Mala Singh is always very friendly to me,. "As big as Dad's?", he asked, feeling the power fill him."Ohhhh yes! Maybe even bigger, darling! I can't even get my hand around it!"It was true. As his hardon swelled, his mother's fingers didn't quite meet around it's huge girth. His erection continued to grow as his excitement increased. It wasn't just because of her hand around his cock either, although that felt pretty damn good at the moment, it was because he got a big thrill out of talking to his own mother like this too."You like to.