Don’t you care about him?”“Pop’s okay, but I can’t stop thinking about you.” His mother’s plea would have melted his erection, except it...was a plea. She was helpless and they both knew it. That made Tommy’s dick harder. He stroked it faster and saw his mom looking at it. “I bet it tastes real good, Mom.”Her youngest son’s cock did look particularly nice. Joan didn’t want anything to do with it, but it looked very healthy. Moms were allowed to care about that, weren’t they?“You’re looking at my. ’ The screen in front of Brandi came alive again with the flowing tunnel pattern that looked as if you are traveling down it, with ever-increasing speed. In the center of the tunnel beautiful words began to appear. As the words appeared Brandi could her own computerized voice reading them to her. ‘We will began with the review yesterday’s lessons. As the lesson review appears on the screen you and I will read it together. Ready?’ ‘Yes!’ Brandi was surprised at the answer she gave, at her own. The truth was that Ashton Lovelock was a veritable paradise compared to her original home in Africa. The years of African famine hadn't reduced overall population numbers by very much. Maseru still housed a population far greater than its infrastructure could support. The police were ineffectual against the criminal gangs that made it hazardous to venture out whether at day or night. The few available jobs paid very poorly if they ever paid at all. Offices and homes were collapsing from. " She hooked her thumb out to the side. "I watched them pull in a while ago. A man, a lady 30 some things not k**s for sure." As I tried to rise up she sat the cup of coffee on the little overhead shelf pushing me back as she leaned over me. "Not so fast my love." She quickly threw her leg over me planting her hot, hot naked pussy on my belly as she leaned down kissing me lightly on the lips. "I, I can't do this! Dad please! I have wanted this for so long!" she rose up slightly as she reached.