For three days she was distracted — almost to the point of losing her lunch to a punk-assed whale of a woman named Rhonda on Thursday — wondering ...ust who would walk through that door.The last person she’d expected was the k!d, and yet there she was: Little Miss Muffet had crawled right into the spider’s web and was begging for more.She leered at the k!d, ready to start shucking her scratchy prison-issued clothes, but the look in those sad blue eyes stopped her dead in her tracks.She knew that. I was fit now and even had abs. Everyone was surprised asking me how did I do it? I am completely changed now in so much less time.Everyone was appreciating me I was enjoying all d attention I got.After 2-3 days I got a request named preeti on fb. First I thought it may be a fake account as there was no profile pic. Looked like the id was created recently. I went through the profile and left it pending but later in d evening by mistake I pressed the accept button.I was least bothered to open. When she broke from the kiss, she said, ‘But you didn’t, did you? Besides, you know you can’t stay mad at anyone who gives head the way I do.’ Despite himself, Alfonso laughed and said, ‘You got that right, muchacha. Speaking of head though. You never finished what you started tonight.’ ‘Oh, I finished it alright,’ she teased. ‘Just not on you.’ ‘Huh?’ ‘Did you see Simpson before you left work?’ ‘Yeah. I expected him to fire my ass, but he just told me to enjoy the rest of my day.’ ‘So,’ she. The house was filled with our combined groans of release and exhaustion, and after several minutes had passed, my body finally had the strength to move again, and I let go of her waist and stepped back. I let my softening cock slip out of my mother and hang in front of me, as Semen dripped from the tip of my prick, and her throbbing anus. “Wow.” I finally said. “Um, I’m gonna go hop in the shower.” I said, walking back around the counter. “OK sweetheart” My mom replied, standing up straight.