Ariel drew her legs up, wrapped them around his waist and locked her ankles behind his back, giving him deeper penetration. He leaned down and took on...e of her nipples into his mouth, licking, sucking and nibbling on it. He gave equal attention to her other breast as his hands cupped her bottom, pushing himself as deep as he could go.Ariel wrapped her arms around Jack, holding him tight against her and whispering over and over in his ear, "Oh God yes, love me Jack! Love me!!" A loud moan escaped. That led me to believe that she might not be telling me a true tale at all, that she wasn’t a mother fucking her son at all, but that she was a middle-aged guy in a basement, jerking off as much as while writing as I was while reading. But, God, did I love it when she came back to tell me more. This time, she kept me waiting for three days, and then she just started writing as if it had been five minutes between messages. Part IIEric and I have always been close. I kid him that he's a momma's. Beckett. Sheinformed Timmy's mother on how well he had done on the quiz and hisimprovement had been remarkable."Would you like some cookies?" Timmy's grandmother asked."No, thank you," he said somberly.He had wanted to go to his friends house this weekend, but he and hismother ended up at his grandmother's instead."You know honey, your mother is just trying to do what is best for you.Everything is going to be alright dear," she said patting his hand.Timmy didn't say anything."You did so much. ’ ‘Ok…well -‘ Dave sighed loudly. ‘I just came to give you this. Your parents do not exactly wish to see you right now. Or ever,’ he said, handing her an envelope. ‘What the hell is this? And what’s that supposed to mean?’ He rolled his eyes. ‘Well, maybe you should read it.’ She glared at him for a few seconds before tearing the envelope open. Scanning it quickly, she discovered what he meant. She found herself staring at her parent’s will, which they had obviously revised recently. She had.