I stood gazing at Mom for several minutes, unsure of what to say really, before she realized that I was standing there staring at her and looked up at... me. Mom was silent as she looked at me appraisingly. It was almost like she was looking at a man other than her own son as her eyes traveled from one end of my body to the other, stopping for the longest time to stare at the hair covering my bare chest. For some reason I felt slightly embarrassed by her intense inspection. I was used to close. We’ll wake you at sundown.’ There was a chuckle. ‘Some of have to go to work you know.’ I woke to the sound of voices from the living room. From the deep male voice I guessed that Mike, and probably Pat too were here. I jumped out of bed and ran my fingers over my ass. Damn, I had experimented with some things like that over the centuries but I don’t think any other time had been like that. I noted absent-mindedly that the scratches were still slightly there. They should have healed by now. My. His heart raced as he realized she wasn't wearing any pajama bottoms, only a pair of snug panties covered in small kangaroos. He remembered then that she'd had an Aussie boyfriend a while back. Had he got her panties off and screwed her?The lust-driven man peeled the comforter off the remainder of the way and rested it on the floor. As he turned back to her he noticed she had tightened her sleeping position, most likely in an attempt to find warmth. No matter -- within a few minutes she would. ..arm pulled behind by mike who started to own my white boy pussy deep and hardi never seen them like thisjust horny wanting my holes and not giving a fuck ''thats it , give us your holes, you are cute in bikini Alex ''''damn i love fucking your cute ass''''yes she is cute and her mouth so nice ''''i told you he wanted it''''we should go in , shes getting too loud''i was help insidefeeling own by them and the bbcs flaping as they walkboth rubbing my ass calling me a good slut on our way to the.