He jogged down the stairs and entered the living room to find his mother sat on the couch smoking a cigarette. "Mom, why is it still light out? The cl...cks have stopped too." Adam asked. There was no reply. He walked further into the room and stood in front of his mother. She was wearing a skirt and he could see straight up it."Whoa. Mom! Cover up!" Adam said in embarrasment. No reply. He looked at the cigarette she was smoking. It wasn't even burning. It was lit but the cigarette remained in. " She closed her eyes, casting out for someone who might be available – someone who wasn't in dying mode, fucking mode, and 'Jesus is everybody on the whole fucking planet too fucking busy to notice I need some fucking help here?'Jake was back, standing in front of her now, and let her lean forward to rest her head on his good shoulder. "I know, babe," Jake whispered soothingly, smoothing her hair with his good hand. "I know..."He closed his eyes and thought of the spacious yard out beyond the. . I wanked off and shot the most amazing amount of cum ever I have done. I flew out in thick ribbons and hit the mirror on the wall, and then simply dribbled to a stop.I got my balls empty, cock still hard but not hurting. I looked at the suspenders straps, they seem to be stuck firmly on my legs, you could feel they were raised a little but I could not get my fingers under the straps. The rubber stockings were the same, the straps fitted perfectly to the stocking tops were adhered firmly to my. Kamrao…..ooohhh…..ki aram….Ka : oohhh…..ei bhabe saie saie chod…..uuuffff…..katodin pore chodon kachhi… aaahhhhh……babu……tui chude amake mere phel….amar pet kore de……..Ami : ooohhh…..magi…ki tight gud tor….ooooohhh….Sali tor bhatar ki chodeni toke……uuufff…magoooo…aaahhh……ah…..Ka : bokachoda tor bara amar bhatarer thke anek bara ar mota….ooh….gud ta puro bhore geche…..barata kote darun gasha kachhe…..ooohhh….oh….oh… gud ta sur sur korche…..sssiiiiiii…..aaahhhhhh……ooohhhh….sala tor jhola bichi.