It must be hard for your son to have such a hot mother... I bet he masturbates thinking about you”“Don't you dare... to talk like that about him�...“It's the truth... I'm sure he looks at you and wonders if someday he'll be able to have a gorgeous woman like you”“Thank you, but I'm not comfortable to talk about him. Could we please change the subject?”“No, we can't. You know you have certain obligations with your son.”It was becoming clear where Carl wanted to go. “Stop it”, Audrey said,. This is why I loved to travel at least once a month as I could take the longest baths and no one would disturb me.On one of those trips I was surfing the web and decided to search for submission.Back popped a wide range of sites with one of them being the ‘library’.I started to read some of the current selections and quickly got interested in female-female interactions.So interested in fact that my fingers could not stay out of my pussy that night!I quickly pee and as I do I feel a wave of. They continued whispering to each other and the driver again asked, "Sir, is there any way in which we could help you?"It was time for me to fish or cut bait - to trust these two old men or to just kick their asses. I felt bad about the gate anyway so I said, "I damaged your gate so of course I will pay for fixing it. Just let me sight in my rifle and then I will stop interfering with you and be on my way."I proved my trust in them when I slung the AK over my shoulder, turned my back on them. Trinity was a big fan of Shelly's puffy lips and loved the feeling of having them press against the sides of her tongue when she licked between Shelly's folds."That leaves me!" Shelly said. She dumped the rest of her sandwich in the garbage and took Adam's hand. But rather than drag him to the second house, she tugged him toward the stairs. "Walt, go to your workshop. The rest of you, get lost for a while. We're going to the deck."Shelly was already half undressed by the time they walked.