(Motherfucker. You are fingering your mom’s asshole!)That sentence made me a confused. I was unable to understand whether she liked it or not. So I ...pulled out both fingers. I was wondering whether I should continue with the asshole or not.Mom: Bhosadike, ab ruka kyu? Aaj ye teri maa nahi, teri rand hai. (Fucker, why did you stop? Today, I am not your mom. I am your whore.)I was completely shocked to hear such language from my mom’s mouth. But I continued to finger fuck her asshole. She kept. Louise told me last year that sometimes they have to do it when they're switching people around between crews, and it involves hiking down to Phantom." A couple hours to do laundry, a couple beers, a bar burger, and maybe a stop at K-Mart are all I really need," Scooter sighed. "Cripe, you remember what it was like to hike all summer; we didn't take a lot of down time."The ride out to Lee's was familiar; she'd done it the last time three weeks ago. Or a lifetime -- one or the other -- for this. Maine kaha ke tum future ki prone star banogi isliye tumhara badan bhi ek prone star jaisa hi hai agar tum bangai to sach me o fake pics jo hai o real banjayeinge o has kar boli kya sach me usne mujhe pucha aap ko mere andar kya accha lagta hai maine kaha tum puri ki puri acchi lagti ho lekin sabse top tumhari gaand hai itni moti itni choti umar me kya hoga jab isse mai roz maroonga to tab oboli kya aap meri hi gaand maroge maine kaha han mujhe tumhari gaand marneli hai.O has kar chaligai abhi. He needed to stop, or someone would notice.It wasn’t until he was standing perfectly still, did I start to squeeze and jerk him off again.Squeezing him, kneading his cock until I could tell he was going to cum.I kept up the squeezing until the first spurt shot into the palm of my hand. I squeezed again and another shot of cum pooled more in my hand. He was trying to remain still as I kept squeezing his wet, sticky cock until his cum was just a dribble, and I could feel his cock get slightly.