I wish my son could be here with me to lick my asshole. After making myself cum in my son’s bed, I called him. “Hey, Mom,” he said. “You ar...e in class?” I asked. “No, at the stadium practicing,” he told me. My son was in the college’s soccer team. “Ok,” I replied. “What happened?” he asked. “Nothing, keep practicing. See you in the evening,” I said. “Ok, Mom,” he replied. “And…” I said. “Yes, Mom,” he asked. “We are out of… condoms,” I said a little slow. “Oh! Umm… okay,” that’s all. Not boring u further let’s come to the story.So the heroine of this story is Pooja (name changed for obvious reasons). She is way too beautiful and fair in color. She is 5’6” tall beauty with 34d boobs and 30 waist and 32 hips. She is the real sex bomb.It was a week before her birthday when I decided to give her a surprise. Since we are in a long distance relationship we don’t meet much. I asked her to come to a nearby city we are going out of town for a ride.( actually, this wasn’t the plan).. Out of pure curiosity you understand, I don't like people who one-up their friends, I looked up Who's Who in Mountserrat. There he is. Not an entry for himself – his parents, refugees from Grenoble, eventual owner of several large buildings downtown CBD Settlement, and the Bollard Line. Now they'll never take over 'Peninsula' but Bollard are serious players. Remember up at Raffles, we saw more that just an occasional merchie of theirs. HMS McCock recorded as only son and heir. Older parents.. " Wait till you get to the downside, Lucas. Find the daughter, I don't give a shit if you have to rob graves, just find that kid. Speaking of graves, find where Sue is buried. I mean the exact plot where she is buried, not just the name of some potter's field. One more thing, if you ever say awesome again in my presence, you are fired." Yes, Boss," he said."And get that license application ready for me to file. I'll sign the damn thing, but you get all the forms I need printed off. I bought you.