" He said from not too far behind her and she made a sharp left and tried to be as quiet as she could be she walked away. "What can I say about t...at voluptuous ass of yours? For tonight I just want to rub my poker against it, slide my poker between the cheeks, tease your little hole. Slide it between your thighs to rub your porky as I hold you tight, tonight Baby is a night of lust, pure lust, hope you're in that frame of mind." She was in that frame of mind, she knew from the start. I spoke with him last night," I offered, hoping she didn't notice me blushing. I was trying to sound laid-back as if it was just a normal mother-son chat. "Hey, speaking of Kye," she said, now with a little more animation in her voice, "you never told me… how did the ‘accidental surprise’ work out? Did he ever say anything?" Sheri was smiling as she said this, the kind of smile one has when they are in on a secret and want to hear all of the gossip. I, on the other hand began to slightly panic.. Moe liked my dick in her ass and I'm sure she enjoyed the enema although if I had bought the red bag kit there probably would have been a larger nozzle available that she would have preferred. I left the room again.When I returned to the bathroom again she was in the position again. She knew that there were three enema cartridges in the box. "I'm clean. It came out clear water this time but to be on the safe side you should do me again. I slid the tip of the third and finally Fleet past her. I thought about her while I was putting the analgesic on the bruise on my forearm from the line shot that I should have handled easily, but that bounced off my wrist instead because I wasn’t focused on the game. I think that the Southern Europeans call emotional distractions like that “the Thunderbolt.” Feelings are curious things. Most men, I believe, share a dominant reliance on the conclusion resulting from the analysis of the nuts and bolts representing a bucketful of facts. We mentally.
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