" Want us to find somewhere else to sleep?" Darla offered."No, I probably tore Carmen up," I replied, eyeing her to see if she would disagree. She did...n't. "I imagine you want to stay and cuddle, though, huh?" See? Bigger beds!" Luz insisted."Let's wait and see," I cautioned."I'm going to sleep in my room, I think," Cheryl announced, gave me a kiss, and wandered off. I ended up with Darla on one side, Carmen cuddled up tight, and Luz beyond Carmen.In the morning, Darla got up with me and made me. ?Well pet, one of your hot spots is very deep in your fanny. It’s quite near your rectum and is hard to reach unless I fold your legs behind your neck and fuck you back to front.The easiest way to reach that spot is to fuck you in the ass.?I did like it didn’t I madam???You nearly swallowed the pillow!?Sally listened to the story of the things she missed because of her inpatients.Come on pets, its time to get up and get things going. Chores need to be done and dinner needs to be prepared. Do. ?"For a moment I was shocked. Mom? Then remembering the lusty sounds we sometimes heard coming from my parent's bedroom, I smiled to myself. Jean and I had then decided that our parents probably had done "it" more than twice. Shrugging my mental shoulders, I thought, "Why not?"Returning to the present, I became more aware of my mother, of her dress. She was wearing a light robe and several times as she was gesturing I'd seen her breasts move under it. I thought, "Christ, Billy, you are a real. “I’m sorry, Mr. khan,” she said as Mr. khan closed the door behind her. “I didn’t mean to be offensive or rude during class. Shakespeare just isn’t my thing.”Mr. khan did not sit down. “You surprised me kavita. I didn’t think that I would catch you of all people readinga magazine behind your textbook. You did so well with Voltaire last semester, why not Shakespeare? It’s a much easier read, in my opinion.”“Candide was fun,” she replied with a grimace. “Midsummer’s Night Dream?—not so much.” She.