Jessica was standing on her tiptoes, leaning into her handsome son and devouring his lips as Jason's hands slid down the soft skin of her back and his...fingers reached for the meat curve of her ass. Jessica had to force herself to pull away. Her heart was thumping double time. Her chest was heaving and the tiny bit of fabric covering her pussy was soaked. "Well?" Jessica whispered, lost in the eyes of her only son. "Think you can handle being trapped in the bedroom all day with your mom?" Jason. But never anything like this. So alive, so vibrant, so intense, it was wonderful. And for the moment, she felt no guilt, just wondering if it had been somewhat as good for him. She didn’t have to wait long to find out. “Oh, Mom,” a breathless Tommy spoke, “That was incredible. I can’t believe how much I shot over your panties. I’ve never come like that. My only regret is that I wasn’t shooting it inside you, it seems such a waste.” Sandy smiled at the thought and wondered how his hot, thick. As the door to his office swung closed, I heard the manager mutter, “Fucking wetbacks.”“Come on, el Patrón. I have an idea.”“I do, too.” He chuckled. It wasn’t a pleasant chuckle.It sounded evil. Somebody is in deep doodoo. I have a feeling my idea is considerably more legal than his.“We’re being followed?” I asked.“What?” said el Patrón.“We’re being followed,” I said. Fuck, you guys ... you’re going to get me in trouble.“Let’s go get my car and go home.” That was just loud enough for the. Monty pointed out the old oil-lamp hook, it was perfect. She finished the sherry then took the cuffs and slipping them over her wrists before he added a short cord from his dressing gown She stepped up to the beam luckily only a tiny stretch on tiptoe, he tied it over the hook so that he could easily release her afterwards or if necessary. Once secured she faced him and said, “please master Monty, this time just ten, but really hard strokes of my husbands, old belt, but gag me first I beg you,.
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