Her hair had been the color of sun-dried wheat and her eyes as blue as the sky on a warm, spring day. Her skin was golden and supple, like dewy silk t...o the touch. Her body had been one that could give a dead man a hard-on, with full breasts and a small waist that led to the soft curve of her hips. Were her lips still as red? Were her eyes still as bright? Yes, he thought, she’s still beautiful. As for himself, he hadn’t changed much in the ensuing years since his ‘death’. His hair was still the. My cheeks turned red I was crying there. After 1 hour or so she came out,sat beside me tried to console me and told that what I was doing is wrong .I did not listen to her words I went out crying and returned at 10pm without taking dinner I went to my room and slept mom called me but I did not respond to her and slept .Morning mom woke me up and said sorry I told ok in upset voice.She again told me its a sin to stare at your own mothers breast. I told her that I had seen her nude that day she. Once we crossed into the darkness, we saw a row of doors which obviously led to booths built along the back wall. They obviously didn't have ceilings because you could tell the ones that were occupied my the flashing lights reflected out above the surrounding booth walls.I have to admit that I was a bit turned on being here with my wife and seeing how excited she was. All these other guys were jacking off and if I wanted to do something about my condition brought on by watching dirty flicks,. He was too strong, and bent her over the hood. One hand was on her back and the other began spanking her pretty behind. She cried out, but he said, ‘Be still. You know you must be punished for mistreating your boyfriend.’ The spanking continued and she began to cry and wail. ‘No, no, please stop. It hurts so much. Please stop. I promise not to do it again.’ ‘Her muscular ass was completely red from top to bottom, but still he kept on. Finally, she broke down in total collapse and fainted.’.