As he opened the door for me to get in, this made me have second thoughts.‘Umm, no thanks, I can manage.’ My hands were brushing down my top, the ...cold water had made my nipples harden I gave them a quick rub, hoping to hide them. I carried on down to my skirt. ‘Oh my, just look at me, I am a total mess.’‘Yes, so I can see, that’s why I want to make sure you get home ok. Please allow me to.’ He was looking directly into my eyes, waiting for my answer. I was about to refuse again when I heard and. .. well apartfrom the fact I don't have slutty tattoos, but I do have these wonderfulbreasts," she said as she ran her hands over them, and played with hernipples.God I was getting hard, my cock throbbed to be released from its torturechamber! She could see the discomfort I was in, she ran her hands downher body to her pussy and rubbed it."Please release me Mistress," I begged the spikes were digging into mycock hard.She turned and lay down on the bed her legs hanging over the edge shelooked at. I was surprised who it could be. I went to room and stunned with the scene inside the room. Oh! What I was seeing? My mom was stark naked sitting on the bed and sucking my jija (Deepak)’s tool. At first they didn’t see me and I was confused what to do. Neither could I speak nor could I take the eyes off the scene. I was just standing at the door – a kind of senselessness.After a couple of minutes, my mom saw me and stopped sucking.“How did you come so early from college Seema?” She asked still. "At the station I spoke with the Chief and found out that they were in the midst of tracking several escapees that were suspected of coming to Alaska. He said Bud Anderson was on his way as he had a line on them.I called John, "Hey John. I'm in the Anchorage station and have found that Bud is on his way with some possible locations." Yeah, but that's not where I need you. I need you in Fairbanks. The local militants up there decided to blow up a state police outpost. Happily, there was no one.