"You turned up the wrong road. I could show you where they are." You sure?' he asked."Yeah. No problem at all." She came around to the passenger side ...nd climbed into the truck. "Just go back the way you came."He stuck out his hand. "Tom Peterson. I'm photographing the Anasazi ruins. I'm going to try to sell a spread to one of the magazines." Sara Hughes," she said. "I'm not making any money but if you want to share with your guide..."He laughed as he turned his truck and headed back. An hour. Even as he kissed her, held her in his arms, he couldn’t believe that THIS was his mother. Then the woman, who gave birth to him, loved him, took care of him and nursed him as a child. And yet she let him fuck her like a whore the night before… Andy had a pretty conventional life and family, but a very unconventionally hot mother. He had often caught her casually flirting with the neighbors and some of his friends and even with a few guys she worked with. Even though she openly flirted with all. Tho mene idea lagaya aur girne ka natak kiya vo ghabrai hui room me ayi aur boli kya hua mene kaha vo balance nai hua cream lagate waqt tho bhabhi boli ruko me lagati hu mene phir see acting ki aur bola nai mujhe sharam atti hai tho vo boli isme kya sharam chalo towel uppar karo aur vo mere tight par cream lagane lagi mera tho pehle se khada tha bhabhi vo dekh ke hasne lagi aur boli ye dheki aur koi bada sharif baan raha hai unhone cream apply ki aur jane lagi tabhi mujhse control nai hua aur. This tension taunted her from inside, she knew only too well. Perhaps she shouldn’t come up. She had subdued misgivings, something was waiting for her, something vague, blurry, dark… something thrilling… It was daylight still, but the peak hour was over. She could even have a seat as the bus was half empty. Vicky felt better seated this time, because of the two teenagers. They eyed her with unconcealed grins from the backdoor, puffing and popping their chewing gums loudly. That’s why she sat.