I felt like she was talking mad. I lost words for a moment. At the same time I got alarmed by a sudden wetness I felt between my legs. I tried to laug... out her question. But her face showed she was serious with her question. I fumbled for words “Anjali, what are you saying? Are you joking? How can you ask such a thing??” She replied “No, I am serious”. “Have you gone mad”, I asked. “How can you do sex with your own son”. Even while I was saying this, the visuals of me having sex with my boy. " No, the hotel treated us fine," Alex replied guardedly, watching Ahmed as he helped Kitty and Chalise into their seats beside him. "But I've got to admit, I'm not exactly used to such extravagance, and I have no idea why you'd spend so much money on me when we've barely spoken."The man laughed lightly before responding. "Ah, I see you're forthright. You're right, our meeting at the airport was hardly very ... amenable, but I'd like to make up for that now. I feel we should take the time to. Rosa reached her house, the green one with the bad paint job. A giant black Ford Explorer was parked on the lawn and the door was half open. Inside all the lights were off but Rosa could hear noise upstairs. It sounded like a porno. She walked up the stairs wondering if Jeremy had the volume up on XNXX again. She couldn't count how many times she'd walked in on him beating his meat to Lacey Duvalle and Jada Fire. But when Rosa got closer she noticed the sounds were coming from her mother's. I watched as she walked over to a bureau and pulled out a strapon with a blue dick attached. She told me it was a small one. In seconds she had it strapped onto her hips and she smiled at me and told me to go ahead and struggle to get free. She liked that! She pulled out a silicone sleeve imitation pussy, lubed the inside of it and then reached between pillows to reach my erect cock. She bit and chewed on my ribs as I lay there unable do do more than squirm as she slid the sleeve over my.