.. Well, what does it specify?" I asked.She gave me that sultry look again that I could feel down in my fruit. 'How the hell does she do that?' I wond...ered. "Let's talk about contracts later," as she leaned in and kissed me. Oh Lord. Bible class never prepared me for this.She pushed my shirt over my head barely breaking the kiss long enough for it to clear. Then her hand cupped my dick. It felt wrong, what she was doing. But damned if it didn't feel joyously right. I was conflicted. Her hand was. Muje dard hone laga mene use kaha ise iss tarah nahi balake aage piche karake khelate he. to usane muje batha me sab janti hu mene kai clip me dekha he. to mene kaha jo clip me dekha he vo ho jaye. vo jat se taiyar ho gayi me uski chut ko sehalane laga vo mere land ko aage piche karane lagi mene use office table pe suladiya or uski tange apne kandhe par leli,Ab mene uski chut me thoda thuk lagaya or apne land ko chut pe sataya. vo ankhe abdh karane lagi mene dhire se apna lund ka dabav uski. Finally I couldn’t take it anymore and quietly walked up behind her. “Mmmm, this is a sweet ass,” I said as I placed my hand on her butt. She turned around, startled, “Oh my god, Jim, stop that.” “Well, you know it’s true, and you’ve been flaunting it in front of me for three days.” “I haven’t been flaunting it, we’re at the beach you idiot, what am I supposed to wear?” “Nothing,” I said laughing and reached to her butt again. She playfully slapped my hand away, laughing. “You’re so bad.” “You. .." And watched it by mistake? And got off to it by mistake?" Alan nodded. "Of course I can see that. You accidentally shoved that big fat toy in your pretty pussy and came to a son fucking his bad mommy."He leaned over and placing his hand on my cheek looked into my eyes."Its okay mom. I...I want you to. I really do!"My response was cut off by him gently kissing me. I didn't return the kiss, but felt an unwelcome thrill at the feeling of his lips against mine. He wasn't being rough, in fact.