Somehow, I managed to regain my concentration on the why I was here. What the hell is going oooohh, holly mother of God… It’s mom we’re talking about. Did I do something wrong? – You go first…” and as it wasn’t awful enough, mom ran into the bathroom almost screeming at us: “What is wrong with you two?? “WHAT THE FU…?!?” I thought. Since I left this place, this house, ladies in the house changed big time. all these thoughts took a toll on me. Mom said you wouldn’t.” I stepped back to see her, I thought I was gonna make her cry so I went to her for a hug and she started smiling asking me again if I was okay to which I have replied affirmatively, saying: “It’s probably dad’s whiskey. saying all those dirty things to me, thinking it was dad, sliding her ass up and down, if only I dared to fuck her right then and there, how much horny she was she might not even be mad about it…
