The rest are my passionate fantasies. I let my desires propel the story to describe what I wish would happen with my son."There was a period in my lif... when things did not go well. I was divorced and feeling very inadequate and lonely. My son Josh, who was in college at this time, was a great comfort to me and spent a lot of time with me. However, I still found myself feeling sad and lonely and would tear up easily whenever we talked about times past.Whenever I was blue, Josh would hold me and. Durch einen Gangerreichten wir eine der Produktionshallen. Bevor wir die Halle betretendurften, wurde Carmels Fesselung von einer Aufseherin ?berpr?ft. Durcheine T?r gelangten wir in die ca. 100 Meter lange und 30 Meter breiteHalle. An vier Flie?b?ndern sa?en an Einzelpl?tzen M?nner, die eifrigschraubten und l?teten. Sie trugen dunkelblaue hochgeschlossene Kleidermit langen, eng anliegenden ?rmeln, wei?e Vollsch?rzen und wei?eKopfhauben. Auf Hauben und Sch?rzen waren Nummern erkennbar. Eine. Michaels put her hand on the back of Ross' head and forced his nose into the thin fabric. She grinded her pussy against his face, rubbing her clit on the bridge of his nose. Her panties were already wet. Ross inhaled deeply, enjoying the musty scent.Mrs. Michaels suddenly took a step back and looked at the boner poking into Ross' panties. The corners of her mouth curled up, wrinkling her eyes."So, you DO like the pussy," she said. "I'm glad. You can be useful to me."Ross wanted to ask what she. Okay? Forgive me!" Okay," he said. "I forgive you. But just drop it. Stop bugging me about that. It really is none of anyone else's business."A moment later, he heard his mother walking away. He stood there for a moment or two, listening. "I have to run some errands, Ricky," he heard his mothers voice from the down the hallway."Okay!" He said.He walked over to his lap-top, and as it was booting up, he got undressed. Then, once he was, he sat down in front of the computer, and clicked on one of.