.`nice one Miss Marples!'I pleaded with Brad not to tell his mum.`Why shouldn't I `Stewy'? You are such a fuckin low-life fart knocker'an I was like`H...y Brad. Listen lil dude, please don't tell your mum'`Why shouldn't I?I tried to reason with him. I really did :-)`Ok here is the deal. You have gotta let me drink some of the booze youhave an let me look at the pictures of your girlfriend. Or I'm tellingmummy'. Totally sucked in!I protested of course, but reluctantly gave in. I told Brad to go. For the first time since the car, I was looking forward to something with excitement that had nothing to do with fucking Aaron! We all piled into the car, which had enough room now that no one had to sit on anyones lap. Sigh. When we pulled up to the balloon place, I was so excited, I almost ran all the way to the instructors. One was middle aged, but the other was young and hot. He looked like the middle aged one, I figured he must be the son. Good afternoon folks! Im Ron, and this is my son,. ”“I will,” and gently caress her bare hips from the sides to the front navel ending a finger inside her navel button.“Now I know why you ask chapati all the time.”“Go away. I’m kneading dough.”“Me too,” saying that I’ll take my hand up to her boobs and started kneading the boobs.“Is this your dough?”“Shh. Keep kneading. I’ll stop when you stop,” closing my eyes. l keep on squeezing and squeezing. Slowly taking my hand inside her blouse. I’ll knead her bare boobs like dough. My mom knows very. Yes Mom, I said, I have so much cum wanting to get out. Are you going to share it with me baby, she said. I want you to cum for me, I want you to cum on me Alex. And her voice became deeper as she spoke on. Alex, I want you to point that big dick at me and cum for Mommy, you want to come for me dont you Alex, I make you want to cum, dont I baby!! I want to cum so bad for you mom, I replied. Please Alex, do it for me, cum hard for me baby. And that was it, my whole body tensed, as I grunted, Oh.