The rest of the ride to her house was in silence other than the putt,putt, putting of my little Ghia.We had a few minutes of quiet after I shut down t...he car outside of herhouse, she was just intently looking at me waiting for me to speak.Trying to think of where to start, what to say, I just kept sputtering. Iprobably sounded a good bit like my car at this point. Finally I justsay, "Jen.. I want to tell you, I just don't know where to start. You'llhate me if I do.. I just cant.."Before I could. But this was hardly what he had in mind. As much as Ryan got very excited at the thought of his mother catching him masturbating, he didn't know why. He never entertained the thought of her doing it too, or doing anything sexual for that matter. But what he did know at this moment was that he would rather be anywhere else in the world."Is this how we do it, Ryan?" Jennifer looked at her son as her hand moved inside her underwear. "MMmmmm ... that does feel good." She realized that for some. Wanda and I smoked some more meth and with each hit we both became much more carefree and naughty. I had her put on the slutty outfit I bought her…she waked over, her nipples sticking through the stretched out mesh of the 7.99 dress….her pussy lips hanging down, visible as she got closer. I pulled her down, flipped her over, pushed her legs back over her head and slide my bare cock right into her wet pussy. "OH GOD YES", she whispered in my ear. I started pounding her faster and deeper.. Are ya buckin' ta be next on the list?"I answered, "Oh, no. I fully expect to capture or kill you, and I am giving you an opportunity to surrender before I am forced to harm you." Well, now that's right neighborly of ya. I appreciate ya takin' that attitude, but I must tell ya that I ain't surrenderin' ta ya. I 'spect ya better run along afore I gits too irritated at ya an' blows ya ta hell. By the way, what's yer name, sonny boy?" My name is John Oglethorpe, and I am calling you out right.