Wilson was kissing and fondling the pale skin continuously. The camera captured every inch of his mother's bottom, even the sight of the shadowed regi...n deep into her ass crack.Mrs. Wilson stood up straight and with a smile and little hesitation, brought her open hand down upon his mother's bottom. This caused the older woman to jump in surprise and delight, while leaving a large red mark upon those round white globes, and his mother squealed loudly, the sound reverberating about the house. He. "Marcus, I have never missed a day 'cause I was sick, and I am not about to start now. Besides, who's gonna run this office if I'm out, you?" Hell, yes! You just go on home an' I'll handle all this." You can't handle your own job, how are you gonna handle mine?" Alright now, woman, I just 'bout had it with them kinda cracks..." Then it's 'bout time that you left me to my work!" She looked at me. "Al! What are you gawking at?" Uh, nothing, ma'am." I had never heard them actually argue before.. The ice sent shivers up and down her body as the ice kissed her neck. The heat of her body and the room made the cube melt faster, making the coldness drip down her neck, fading as it did, mixing with her sweat, making her drip all the more. She moved the cube down from her neck across the upper part of her chest. Her other hand absentmindedly started to drift down to the front of her daisy dukes, resting on the front of her crotch. As she did, her touch through the jeans landed on the piercing. I feel a small tingle in my panties, the kind that comes on when I'm starting to get wet.His smile fades as he sips his beer. My wine drained already, my eyes have trouble focusing on the lines of his forehead right away. They're harsh now, a look of concentration on his face. He studies the beer label before taking the last swig and standing."Excuse me guys, gone for a little break," he dismisses himself."Sophie, more wine?" his dad offers.I shake my head. "No thanks, I don't want to get.