We chit-chatted some about my work and other little things. It was probably 10:00pm before we finally got home. Once again, she disappeared and chan...ed into the sweatpants and T-shirt, but tonight the shirt seemed a little tighter and thinner. We sat on the sofa and watched a little TV to help unwind. I couldn’t help but notice her nipple poking against her shirt again, except this time, it wasn’t so cold in the room. I flipped thought some channels to see what was on, accidentally hitting. Mom ki chut mai ragad kar mere lund main aag lag gayi thi mai pagal ho raha tha itne main mom ki aankhe khuli to unhone mujhe dekha wo muskurayi aur mere lund ko haath mai liya aur mare uppar aakar apni chut par tikaya aur pura lund unki chut mai kho gaya aur mom mujhe kiss karne lagi aur apni kamar hilane lagiMera lund tight ho gaya ab mom nai mere chest par haath rakha aur upar niche hone lagi aur aaahhhh aaahhhh ummmmmm karne lagi bolti beta ye lund mera hai dekh teri maa ki chut kaise. Dianna struggled to remain her composure and looked straight ahead as she continued to walk in her high heels whilst hearing wolf whistles coming from the rolled down car windows as the car slowed for its occupants to get a good look at her in admiration. The car casually went past her and then accelerated, leaving her alone on the road again. She had felt all of those eyes had been peering out of the car at her, perving all over her shapely body. It felt good for her, but kind of scary at the. ’ Nodding at her friend as she left the room, Lisa turned back to Mitch, staring at him, her face a flat mask giving away none of what she was feeling inside. Leaning forward, his elbows on his knees Mitch cleared his throat in the silence and then started to explain. ‘Lisa…..I’m so sorry I hurt you. You’re right…..I’m a shit….I’m sorry.’ Starting to get up Lisa replied, ‘Fine you’re sorry, you’ve apologised….now go.’ Mitch stood, grabbing her arm, desperation in his voice, ‘Please, wait….let.