"Lara drove my car, and I sat in the back seat with Oliver, just staring at him. 'Don't be a dream. Please don't be a dream.' We arrived at the apartm...ent, went inside, and sat on the couch in the living room. My mind was exploding with questions and I couldn't seem to form any of them."I'm sure you have a lot of questions," he said.I nodded my head but I had lost the power of speech. Try as I might, I just couldn't form any words. My mind was racing faster than an Indy car at the 500. Here was. "Yes, Mom, yes!" he replied excitedly. She produced a long thin cigar from a humidor on a nearby table and put it to her lips. He trembled as she lit it, took a deep draw and let a wisp a smoke escape from the side of her mouth. "Would you like to fuck your mother?" she asked of him sexily. She turned away from him and backed her exquisite ass up against his hard pole. She took his hands and brought them around to her chest, which he eagerly massaged. She gyrated her hips against him and tossed. I ignored her and remove my top. As we playing it’s almost 12:30 this time Nandini lost the match. So she removes her nighty and was only in bra and panty. Wow I was staring only her from top to bottom suddenly don’t stare me you loser and thrown her nighty to my face.As I was staring both sexy boobies I lost next match they made my pant remove. Oh I was only in underwear. My cock was full erect and ready for the soot ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Rani told see Nandini Raj is grown. I was shy but started to. What can I do for you? Is there a problem?”“Uh, I am just calling to tell you, Señor Ralph, that your parrot died.”“My parrot? Dead? The one that won the international competition?”“Yes, Señor, that’s the one.”“Damn! That’s a pity. I spent a small fortune on that bird. What did he die from?”“From eating rotten meat, Señor Ralph.”“Rotten meat? Who the hell fed him rotten meat?”“Nobody, Señor. He ate the meat of the dead horse.”“Dead horse? What dead horse?”“The thoroughbred, Señor Ralph.”“My.