Me: Nothing please go in.She : I can’t.Me: Or else you will be in trouble.She : What will you do?Me: I got some green signal and said i will fuck yo....She : Why this guys all are going for fucking girls?Me: When you girls showing your bodies to us then we will do .She : Why cant you control.Me : That is our problem.She: Ok go and fresh up yourself.?Me: No .She : Or else you will look me in wrong face.Me : You should help me .She : Ok .Me : Without a second i removed my pant and showed my 5 inch. At least we'll be happy in the little time we have left." I can't," he insisted. His glare at Becky shut her up before she spoke. "What part of 'I can't do it' do you not understand, Becky? I ... can't. It's not allowed. It wouldn't work even if I tried. I ... can ... not ... interfere."Becky looked less angry, more hurt. Peter had never talked to her like that before."So we just all go back into the cycles, Patrick becomes totally evil, and we all die? I don't believe that's what is supposed. “Just be patient you little slut,” he replied. Well my cock soured in to a stiffy and I became very horny, so I had to light up a ciggy. About 4pm in the afternoon I got a call and was summoned in to his office. knocked on the door and he was sitting there in his big office chair and to my surprise was smoking a cigarette horny bastard was the my first thing I thought. “Come in Trixie and light yourself a ciggy, then I have a special task for you my dear,” he said. Well my mind went into. Wonderful, absolutely gorgeous darling”.“I figured you’d like it, after all, you’re a slut mom, and you like to fuck any person”“Oh baby, you know mommy so well….”It seemed that the camera was being tilted upwards a little. But I didn’t care, I just wanted to cum over my son’s sexy face, so I kept rubbing my big fancy clit.It looks like he’s masturbating as well, his face just went a little flushed, biting his lips, closing his eyes, however I can’t see anything below his chest even as he was.