“Don’t call me mom, call me Geeta or Emma. I don’t care which one. Just fuck me,” she screamed and spoke with a broken voice. I slowly pulled ...her with me as I slid back to my back and now she’s on top.“God! it’s been many years I felt this full. Fuck me Arjun,” she screamed as my dick went into her completely. I pulled her head and gave a passionate kiss and whispered in her ears,” I will and I will make you mine.” I hugged her, lifted my ass and slammed and slammed into her.I banged her as she. After this last session it gave me an idea that perhaps she wouldn’t be so averse to involving Phil as she liked to appear. So I put a plan into operation and told Sharon that I was getting bored with doing it on the bed so with my heart in my mouth asked her if we could try the Den again this Saturday, she said she would think about but she doubted it, finally on the Friday morning she agreed to it, this made me over the moon and bounced off to school with a skip in my step. As I walked home. . But how? When do I doit?"Sam said, "If she already suspects then you need to do it now or if notnow, then as soon as possible."He nodded. "Okay. I hate to ask... Would you two mind? Uh..."Sam smiled. "Of course I'll be with you if you want. Right Jordan?"I chuckled. "Do you really have to ask? Brett you're my friend and youboth know how I stand by my friends."Brett softly smiled. "Yeah I do... Thank you. Both of you."Sam asked him, "So when do you want to do this?"He thought for a moment and. I don’t know why and I also didn’t care. ‘Orry,’ he grumbled, put his duct tapped hands under his chin, and leaned forward as if in deep thought. Barney continued his buzzing, through the charade. Every once in a while, Kevin would creak in the chair, and I would shoot him a dirty look. Not the sultry why-don’t-you-join-me dirty look, the I’m gonna-slit-your-throat-if-you-make-another-noise dirty look. The first wave of contentment had me pushing my hips upward and onward. The robe slid open.