A designer handbag dangled under oneshoulder. Her makeup was tasteful. She would've been very attractive, ifit wasn't for the dark, purpling bruise th...t marred one side of herface."I was hoping to catch you both here. I just wanted to thank you", shesaid. "So there were no problems with the prenup?", asked Hank. Theblonde smiled cheerfully, "After the judge saw the video? No way, thatbastard gets nothing. I get the money and I get to keep my kids. Ihonestly don't know how to thank you both",. He fell asleep.Later that evening, the mother and son had a good time, shopping and simply staying in love.That night, Dev did the cooking and Priya was busy cleaning the mess and bedsheets when the doorbell rang.Priya opened the door to find Uma.“Hey Uma! Come in!” Priya welcomed her home.They spent some time chitchatting and finally Priya asked the reason for the visit. Uma’s face turned pale“I’m sorry to say this Priya didi but Ravi Sir and me had many intimate moments. You know I was. .. you will, right? You’re bringing our daughter here? Yes, that’s right, Mark ... our daughter. Just like Naomi and Arwen. She’s ours. Mira Kayleigh Warham, daughter of Mark Twain Schumacher and Wendy Wentworth Warham. Sixteen now, pushing seventeen.“Yes, my husband knew. Little confession time, Mark. Jim was sterile. He needed me to get another man’s seed, but we both agreed that going to a sperm bank was no answer, no offense, Naomi ... it just wasn’t for us. I proposed that I find a man and. “Suck my tits, worm,” she ordered, “suck mama’s big nipples!” Like a hungry dog attacking a piece of meat, Mr. Wilkins buried his face in the huge mass of tit flesh, and his sucking sounds could be heard clear across the room! “Be a good little slave, and mama won’t have to whip her little maggot,” she ordered, leaning back, obviously enjoying the sucking her breasts were receiving. Miranda could feel her own cunt begin to drip as she watched the incredible scene before her! She lifted her.