Jake brought back five beers and handed them out. He sat on the floor on the other side of Christine, and reached for the hose to the hookah. Christin... was still slouched down on the couch between Jake and I, and had made no effort to cover herself up whatsoever. Her legs were slightly parted, and she had a cigarette in one hand and a beer in the other. She couldn’t have looked more like a total slut.Jeff, who had revived enough to accept a beer from Jake, found a lighter, and lit the remaining. So I pick you up one early morning… we have a nice breakfast at a local hawker stall… you know, rajoo’s curry house at Jalan gasping… sipping sweet tea with crispy roti canai, my eyes gazing at your sweet soft smiling face. Sitting next to you, listening to your soft sweet voice under the shade of coconut tree, having our breakfast together, I wonder if life can get any better? Hmmm… I doubt if it could ~ We’re clad in casual jeans and t-shirt and sunglasses… a cool looking couple ~ simply love. Not working. "Come on Ms. Sweet." She tries to look like the innocent lamb. Still not working."Before you sit down, please open this paper bag and place it n front of the door" I keep my professional look on my face."Now, have a seat, please"As I said this chair is low and hardwood. She tries to sit all prim and proper. "You are here for discipline issues" She doesn't seem to be worried about that smug look on her face."Let's look at your record" I glance at her school record on one of. Aahhhh…ahhh..aahhh”They mated like a****ls with Dev pounding her with his mighty cock and Priya receiving his strength in all openness. Their pelvis slapped against each other, the bed shook and the room was filled with “slutch” “sluch” noise as the mother and son made their forbidden consummation.“Ohhh baby…aahhhhh…ahhhhhhhhhhh….ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” Priya was so lost in her enjoyment, she wrapped her legs like a vice across her son, she clasped his body pulled him closer to her body. She.