I wasn’t interested in all this. Her interactions grew and mom used to call Sharif for each and every task. He used to visit us regularly either to ...talk or to take mom for shopping. I didn’t care about their growing interactions because I thought he was treating mom as a friend.But didn’t expect that he had a different view on her. One day while they were talking, mom just poked fun at him, “Don’t you have any girlfriend or not you always roaming around me?”“I have naa, it’s you.”She laughed. The guy kept following me. Suddenly I heard somebody call me.“Carl Carl wait up, sorry I missed you”I turned round and it was the guy I fixed to meet. He had said his name was Tony and that was the name on my phone for his number. He caught up with me and put his arm round my shoulder.“Going down to the lake? I am too so let’s walk together”I went to say something but I saw he had his finger on his mouth showing me to be quiet. We walked on a bit and then he looked behind.“He’s gone back now so. The meal screws wedged between her ankle and the chain bit into flesh.Megyn’s head hung with exhaustion. She moaned but tried to hold still. There was no escaping theoverwhelming pain. “Please. Please. Please.” Megyn begged. She looked down recognizing the faces of pro footballplayers, all friends of Michael. This couldn’t be happening. How could they do this.Megyn’s ass was now even with Michael’s face. He ran his hands over her legs, red from thepower washer. “AGGGHHHHH” Megyn. .. it just fits, you know,” Mom told me while stroking my dick and touching my face.“Mom ... I need to pee,” I warned her, but she winked at me and knelt to open her mouth wide.“Do it. Piss down my throat ... I’ll swallow it all, I promise you!” Mom assured me and I couldn’t stop myself from doing so.I whizzed down my own mother’s gullet, watching in utter shock as she gulped down every last fucking drop of my piss ... her son’s piss. She rose for a moment, ran to the john, turned on the.