‘I’m not much of a singer,’ he replied. ‘This is my first time doing karaoke. I never thought I’d ever do something like this.’ ‘Do you ...need some liquid courage? I’ll buy you a drink, if you like.’ ‘Nah, it’s good, I don’t drink. What kind of music do they have here?’ She showed him the catalog of songs and helped him pick out a song to start with-Mr. Brightside by The Killers. He was amazing. His voice was awesome and he made the song sound great. She was very impressed. When he sat back down. I desired once before, and the cause of my temporary ignorance was blotted out from this cursed earth forever. Now I walk freely among those who desire, those who search in vain because they have not and will never find the cause of their soul’s anguish: the lack of a purpose for existence. Oh, most assuredly many of them are students, eminent scholars, and businessmen, but they drown in their own misery because they conclude that vocation is purpose. In purpose only is there truth, therefore. With a whimper the boy's mother fell to her knees with her face just inches from her son's hard cock. She closed her eyes as she slowly swallowed her son, aroused by his manly smell. She gripped Brad's bare ass with both hands savoring the tastes of his shaft as she began bobbing her head on his youthful prick.Brad was elated. It hadn't taken much to get his mother on her knees. His cock pumped in and out of his mother's soft mouth until, without warning her, he shot his morning load of cream. She was in kitchen when I went and she brought me a cup of coffee and gave to me these is the first time I am seeing her very close and she look very beautiful and stunning lady with white colour skin and her boobs were small seems her husband was not using her boobs properly but has great structure and gave me coffee and gave a smile to me and in turn I given a smile to her and we talked and left from thereOne day it was Sunday and her husband was at home with their kid and I was in my room he.