All mom ever does is sit on the sofa stuffing her face with bon-bons and watching daytime TV. I have never known her to cook. Any food I got was from ...he neighbors. They felt sorry for me, unlike how they felt for dad. Most of the time they would throw an old shoe at him. A few time I caught him chewing on the leather.I slipped on my bra just as my pip-squeak of a brother came running into my room. He looked at my tits and pointed at them and started saying, "look boobies." Yea, and this will. I knew the doors were all locked, so obviously the person leaving the house had a key. I voted that it was April, home to talk to mom.We rested for awhile and then grabbed a quick light lunch. Then mom giggled and pulled me back to her bedroom. This time she took the bottom and pulled me quickly into position. One thing was for sure, at least for today, mom wasn't going to waste any time with love making or foreplay. She wanted nonstop fucking. With my youthful stamina and her rejuvenating oral. This was the first time he had used this one and he loved the effect. It left her open wide, with very little interference of the instrument, not like a typical bulky speculum. He ran the light inside her, feeling her squirm as her tender insides were not use to the heat of the light."OOOW, it's too hot," she cried.Michael put down the light, picking up a tube of Ben-Gay. "Lay still while I rub some créme on your asshole." He applied the créme around the mouth of her. Two more days! Omg, you know you’re getting old when you care less about Christmas than sex! Lol. (That’s right Aaron — I am missing you!) I think this is about the longest we’ve gone without seeing each other. 12/24 Christmas Eve — Yaya! I swear — I love Christmas Eve even more than Christmas. And tomorrow night Aaron is coming! Oh-oh-oh, so this morning I went into the bathroom and John was in there in his boxer briefs brushing his teeth. OMG! I apologized and ran off, but not before getting.