I wasn’t adopted because I was wanted, or loved. I was adopted because I won the blood chemistry lottery.“Don’t take that the wrong way. I was a...d am happy to have been taken in by them. We both needed what the other had in abundance. My blood versus their means made for a very happy match. Once their health condition greatly improved, I wanted to go away and be left alone for the first time in my life. Mr. Bell, I needed to be alone and am very content right here, by myself, living however I. She wore a lemon yellow lace designer bra that held those two most beautiful globes in the world. She walked back slowly towards the cupboard again.Her back was as smooth as butter is. Beautiful and lickable. Her cleavage was even thicker now. Probably almost 2 inches. Once she reached the cupboard, she again bent down and hung her blouse along with the saree.She turned around and loosened the string of her petticoat and slightly struggled to remove her petticoat. Here was the goddess of sex in. ." he stopped himself before he said what he was thinking. Jennifer ignored his exclamation and looked down at her crotch. Turning, she bent over slightly giving her son a luscious view of her large, firm asscheeks. Robbie licked his lips as he took in the delicious sight before him."I need to take these panties off to pee, but I need help with the garter to do it." Jennifer explained. "Would you unlatch them for me?"Su... sure, Mom." Robbie's voice cracked as he raced to her.He knelt behind. “Time for you to get a proper shafting!” she said as she ordered me to bend over, ready to take it from behind. “I was going to put some lube on but I don’t think you need it!”She was right! I was so wet that the fake cock slid straight in to the hilt, followed by Emma giving me long hard strokes. The orgasm that had faded when she left was now growing again as she pummeled me, the fake ball sack smashing hard against my clit with every thrust. Emma slapped my arse and called me her porn slut.