Korben was actually one of my mom's, and he was the only one of her slaves who she had altered beyond what enslavement had called for. Korben was a co...vict who's three life time sentences without parole had made him a somewhat willing participant in an experimental program involving reconditioning war time vets with psychological problems to be more productive and receive more hospitable living conditions in return.The program was actually a front for one telepath's idea of reducing the number. This time after slipping on my pyjamas I picked her up and carried her into her own bedroom and lay her down alongside my father who also was snoring. Then I crept back to my room. I lay for a long-time just staring at the ceiling, wondering what had come over me, fucking my own mother. The quicker I returned to Orlanda the better I was thinking.I was stuck for another few days here. The funniest thing even though my mother was complaining of a hangover all the morning, nothing was said about. “By the way, your waitress is the best one in the restaurant. Please leave her a good tip,” Dan smiled as Abby came by and handed Bob their bill.Dan returned to Karen’s side. “What was that all about?” She asked.“I may have just found the perfect job for April, building stock car engines,” he said, showing her the business card.Abby returned, placing their meals down. “Please enjoy your meal. The crowd is starting to thin out so I’ll be able to talk with you both some more in a little while.”. Kau batu dosto mujhe control nahi ho raha tha. Ye karte waqt mere lund khada ho gay tha aur ski gand ko touch kar raha tha. Fir mene suki blouse ki hooks kholi. Uski pure goori peeth mere samne thi sirf Pink bra me thi. Ab uska pura blouse utar diay. Dosto mujse control nahi ho raha tha. Leki Mujhe pata tha ki wo mujhe tadpa rahi he to mene bhi use tadpa na caha. Ab wo mere samne sirf bra aur ghagra me thi aur me uske peeche khada tha.To usne kha “are abhi gown to pehen”. To mene use gown.