” With that, he extracted himself from his mother’s grasp and ran to his room.Kirsten saw his son running to his room with concern. Maybe she had ...one too far for him. Well, that couldn’t stand. With her newfound freedom, she decided to confront the issue. Resetting her gown, she made her way to her son’s room and knocked.“Mom?” Came Chris muffled voice through the door.“Yes Darling, Can I come in?”After a few seconds, he replied, “Yeah.”Opening the door, she found that Chris was getting ready. Her morning sickness had eased off a little but still left her miserable."Hon, we talked about it last night, remember?" I reminded her."Oh yes, I forgot." She came over to the sofa and nestled in beside me. What are we going to talk about? You were never quite clear why you wanted to do this." I feel it's time to fight fire with fire. We need to go public with this whole Watkins mess. Two of them are in jail in England. Your uncle is trying to get a federal court order to get rid of the last. As I listened to the blaring sound of the porno flickin the background I could just make out the sound of mywife gagging and grunting as she fought to keep fromhaving her face impaled on this black monster. She hadboth hands on his leg and was pushing back as he heldher head in place with both hands and bucked his hipsup and down fucking himself in and out of her mouth. “Oh, fuck yeah, whore. Suck my big nigger dick youwhite trash bitch,” I heard the black man say over thesound of. . you know."I smiled at the soaking wet girl, and she tied up her hair in a towel before allowing me get up and then throw her onto the bed. She giggled as she fell down onto the duvet and I took a towel and slid it underneath her rear. She giggled expectantly as I did and I kissed her labia before turning on the red sex toy.Sarah closed her eyes and took a deep breath as the gentle buzzing made contact with her skin. She gave a small sigh and allowed me to push it into her hole, less than five.