Then more was applied until it was lovely and moist. I could see my slave watching intently out of the corner of its eye as I stubbed my cigarette ou... on the burger before spitting on it and replacing it inside the bun. Next, I dropped it on the ground, and spiked it neatly with the heel of my shoe. Slave let out a low groan. I smiled as I sipped my coffee and crossed my legs with the burger still impaled on my heel. A few people passed by during this time and one guy even said, ‘excuse. Son: no mom….Me: then what is that you blame your mother for?Son: dad I came with a lot of expectation after two years. I thought you were restricting me for my future….but that night mom was still like a stone….. When I went back I felt so much guilty and rude like an animal…. I hate it… I hate myself dad…… when I was back I expected mom will welcome me…Shobha: for what? Oh! You expect me to call you and say son I am horny just fuck me….. that is what you expect idiot…… no mother will accept. "Now I'm being the pushy one," she said huskily. "Or should I say 'pully'?" With that she was, with measured gentility, easing me towards the bed by my erection.She released me and lay back on the bed, "I hope I can accommodate that thing."Momentarily, I stood there drinking in the wonder of her. From the rich flow of her black hair, her delicate shoulders, those perfect breasts and the curve from waist to hip, it was all too much to believe she was presenting this to me. Of all the women in my. "Remember the cover for 'Girls Don't Do It'? The one where we were all in the mens' room standing in front of the urinals? Well, I think we should do 'Boys Don't Do It' next!" Mel grinned. "What do you think?"We ate lunch at the mall, shopped a little longer, then headed back to my place. I collapsed onto my couch with a sigh of relief."Don't get too comfortable, Mac," Mel said. "We'll relax for a few, then put this stuff away. Afterwards, we'll head over to Rudy's and Alexis' places and.