But there was no neck-chain, some old glass bangles, a bindi on the forehead, and a nose ring. She didn’t look that shabby at all and looked more li...ke a housemaid. She requested to stand in the portico of my house until the rain stops.I agreed and went inside, closing the main door. After some time, the rain began pounding more. So I thought about how she must be feeling. Without a second thought, I opened the door and invited her inside. She readily came in as if expecting it. I asked if she. Damn she was soooo fucking sexy that day when she got angry. But as i said, it's a pitty we are not talking.But still I wank every day in my livingroom near there bedroom or under the shower and I am moaning very loudly miss Trainer's name hoping they hear me and invite me in one day to become their sexslave!Because I want to be her sexslave for years and will do everything she wants me to do. I do all to taste and feel that Scottish old pussy really everything!Now my dream comes true!I just. You know how men are. We have little or no control over our dicks. They seem to have a life of their own. It's strictly involuntary, a physical thing."Mom seemed annoyed that I was being so offhand about something that she found more than a little distressing. She asked me if I didn't think it was a very disturbing and even terrible thing for a son to get an erection in front of his mother-in-law? "Mom, I am really sorry that I have upset you but I really don't feel the least bit ashamed. I get. I hope that's okay?" she said."We can move it into the garage later. It will be safe in there," Peter said."I really appreciate all this, Peter, and I don't plan on making this a spa vacation - I want to pull my weight around here too. You have been so kind, I want to help out with the chores while I'm here," she said."That's not really necessary, Elizabeth, I..." he started to say."No, I insist! You are helping me, so let me help you a little... please," she said.He smiled. "Okay, let me show.