VVhat's getting into me, she wondered that I wake up all tit- hard and belly-hot like this? Can sexual activity be addictive? Has all this heavy stimu...lation of my genitals stirred me up so much that my body is going to start expecting and wanting a dose of sex every time I turn around?She sat down on the edge of the bed and tried to think about anything she had read in her texts on such a theory, and she could recall nothing of the sort. She decided that what she needed was a cold shower. But. Are you down?She didn’t hesitate to agree with me.I went into the shower, jerked myself off, took a cold shower, and went out naked. I saw mom cooking breakfast. I went to her naked and asked if she needed anything. The first thing she saw was my dick.Mom: Maybe you should keep your dick away from the stove before you burn it.And gave a laugh, so did I. I went to the dining table and found myself a coffee while watching my mom frying some eggs. Her ass movement reminded me of last night, and my. Her flight was scheduled to arrive at 1:30am, midnight and harsh went to receive her from the airport. And there she was, a thigh length denim top, black jeans, and high heels, hair tied up feeling very tired. She was 5’8″ tall and 36b boob size. She had all the mass in perfect place and perfect amount. She was a sex goddess in short. As soon as she saw harsh, she felt wetness in her pussy, she thought that she didn’t see her boyfriend for such a long time, and horny is not the first thing that. But this wasn’t an email from any of his family members, and if it was, it certainly wasn’t one he recognized. Out of curiosity more than anything he opened the untitled email. It read simply, what would you do if granted one wish? He smirked. He knew a scam email when he saw one. What would he do with one wish indeed? Deciding to go ahead and answer the email anyway, he hit respond and typed in, I would wish that everything I touched turned into gold. There, that was a good wish, he thought..