‘Wash me more, Bobby!’ she said, her voice sultry, ‘I want you to wash me more!’ An idea popped into Bobby’s head. He let the soap squirt ou... of his hand. It fell to the floor of the tub, behind Mrs. Parker. ‘Darn,’ he said, ‘I dropped the soap.’ ‘I’ll get it.’ Helen turned and bent to pick up the soap. Her unthinking action served to present her marvelous wet, glistening ass to Bobby. The young man quickly took his erect cock in his hand and slid it between Mrs. Parker’s finely formed buttocks. "Okay, Mother... Would you please explain to me how you'd play betterScrabble if I was wearing tweety bird pajamas?" That's easy, dear, now pay attention, because I know how dense you canbe sometimes. Especially when you're playing Scrabble. You just agreedwith me that your pajamas are old and worn, agreed?"I said 'yes.'And when I see you in your old, worn pajamas, I feel like a terriblemother. Not providing my favoritest son in the whole entire universe withonly the finest pajamas a mother. Islia papa ne mom se kaha ki bachhe ke liye kuchh kapade ghadi aur mobile kharid de . Magar mai ab mom ke hatho se kuchh bhi nhi chahta tha .Kyoki maine mom ko apne chacha se chudai karate huye dekha tha .To ab ham bas me baith gaye mai mom se alag jakar khada ho gaya kyoki bas me bahut bheed thi to mom aur mai dono khade hi the.Bas ek piyyakad bhi chad gaya uske pass paise nhi the aur wo muze paise mangane laga maine use kaha ki mai tumhe ticket ke liye aur sharab ke liye bhi paise duga magar. It was driving me crazy. He was whispering that I had a cunt made for fucking and that he planned to pound the shit out of me before he was done. I almost came right then. I love nasty talk. Before I knew it he had two big thick fingers deep inside me and was going crazy fucking me with them as he took turns licking my clit and sucking my swollen pussy lips deep into his mouth. I exploded all over his face and even squirted a little. I hardly ever do that.With that he told me to get up and go.