She came and stood by me, looking down haughtily on Claire, kneeling naked in the moonlight."Okay, Christina," I said, "Make some mud for this pig to ...oll in." Christina grinned and trained the hose on the dirt patch, sending a stream of icy cold water into the dirt patch. Claire watched in horror, her naked body shivering in the cold night air, as the water poured out over the soil. Within about three minutes, the dirt patch was a pool of sticky mud.Turning to Claire, I patted her on the head,. My boss sent me out to the house a three storey building, were Mr Andrews was waiting after I measured up I quoted £1200 plus the cost of skip hire. He accepted and wanted to know when we could start, I called my boss, and he said we had pile of work, but he would send a team, a team was four. I told Mr Andrews we could start on it was a long weekend and my boss asked volunteers to work the 2 days. He agreed and I drove back to the office, to start my work for the day.I volunteered and drove. “Did that feel good?” she asked, looking directly in my eyes. “Oh mum, it felt great!” I gasped. I put my hand over hers as she continued to gently masturbate me. “I’m so pleased,” she continued, “I wanted to make you feel good because you’ve been such a wonderful son to me.” After a short time she stopped and said, “Well, now, let’s get you cleaned up.” She swung her legs over the side of the bed and helped me to my feet. Quietly she led me to the bathroom, slipped off my shorts, and moistened. From the very depths of his throat sounded a deep, long, low rumble which lifted the hairs on the back of her neck and shot a low-voltage pulse straight through each of her vertebrae in turn. Involuntarily, she swept her tongue across her dry lips as Theo pushed his chair back and stood up abruptly.‘Let’s go,’ he instructed, pocketing the evidence, his dark brown eyes sparkling with desire.‘Okay,’ Lucy replied cautiously, smoothing down her skirt carefully, very self-conscious of the fact that.