What the hell is wrong with me? Did I just agree to date my own son? Well… it is only for two weeks, and it’s pretend, anyway. Laura chuckled. Thi...s is going to be fun teasing her, and maybe my cute, little nephew, too. “Well, I guess it’s official.” She turned to him, smiling and put a hand on his arm to rub sensually. “Be prepared, my sweet nephew, because I’m going to make you so in love with me—”“That my eyes will turn into hearts every time I see you?” He raised a teasing eyebrow.“Something. My wife returned and she was looking gorgeous in her outfit. Sagar wished us luck when we went inside the beautifully decorated room. While she sat on the bed, without her knowledge, i put a handy cam on record from a corner table with a clear view of what’s going on in the bed and hid it well. She wore a red saree with low-neck blouse, also her navel visible. Her silky hair was straightened and let loose with some flowers on. She wore a golden chain between the partition of her hair, a pair. If there was a way in, I couldn’t find it.I sat down on the porch and considered my situation. I wasn’t overly concerned about shelter. If needed, I’d just bed down in the hayloft. For dinner, I’d build up a fire and practice my camp cooking. But getting that door open was going to require at least a cutting torch, if not explosives. Either that or I needed to figure this puzzle out.While I was contemplating my next move, I noticed two things about that door. Number 1 was the doorbell. Now,. She was one very talented cock sucker. She brought me right to the brink of cumming and then let me down gently. She must have been sucking and humming for a whole hour before she finally allowed me to cum in her mouth. When she did I felt like I had cum a gallon in her mouth. Agnes never lost a single drop. When my cock finally slipped out of her mouth it was absolutely clean.After a few moments Agnes said, “You can fuck me if you want too. As we old girls say, We don’t smell, we don’t swell,.