My thoughts turned toward tonight. Tonight I would braid Mom’s hair. I could imagine her in the bathroom, braiding together strands of hair while I ...atched her in the mirror, proudly showing me her tits, arching her back to tighten her tummy and lift her nipples high, pushing her bare ass against my cock, embedding it the crack of her ass.WHOAAA! Jesus! I scrambled to get the car straight, hands flailing on the wheel. This way, back ... over correcting ... back again, avoiding the ditch, up. ” “Yes,” he gulped as she began to stroke his cheek. “Good,” she laughed. She opened her door, allowing Steve to enter first. She took a quick glimpse around the village before making her way in. As Steve looked around with a bewildered look on his face, she began to pour two glasses of whiskey. “My name is Brianna by the way,” she said as she passed him a glass. She paused a few moments, looking at Steve, before moving over to the bed. She sat down, her legs opening just enough for Steve to. She stopped the car near an axis branch bank. I asked is this your working place. She nodded.She gave a peck on my cheek. And we stood out of the car. We went inside. She had a cabin at the end of the building in the corner.There was one big window covered with the curtains and a door. We went inside. She asked me a coffee and asked some peon to bring one.We sat down on a couch beside her table after bolting the door. She asked me to kiss her. I shifted a little towards her. Grabbed her head. Come a-rockin’ through your door.”*-AC/DC, “Love Bomb”Larry raced through the practically deserted streets of his neighborhood. The boss had sent everyone home when news about the attack reached them, and he was pulling out of the parking garage when Jill’s first text came.“CUM HOM PLZ 911?Curiously, or perhaps not, getting home had been easier than expected. Unlike most terror attacks, the bulk of the traffic was coming TO the city rather than driving away, Fearing the worst, he violated one.