Damn you, I’ve been waiting for a while. Ahh…” I yelled.“Mom, your hairy pussy turns me on so much. The other ladies I fucked, they had their ...pussies shaved, and I don’t like it. Your pussy is so natural.” He said.I couldn’t believe my own son would get turn on by my hairy pussy. But I loved the way my son is doing justice for my hairy pussy.After fucking for a few minutes, he lifted me up off the floor while he kept his dick inside me and walked close to my bed putting me down on my all fours. What's your name?"I blurted out "Peta" but totally forgot that I should have came up with a fake prostitute name to tell him."It is so great to meet you Peta. I'm Joe. Where you from Peta?"I of course lied and said, "I am not from around here. Heard a friend say this area has so many..."He then interupted me again as his body language and demeanor was not interested in anything that I was saying. Joe was only interested in one thing where he asked, "So you were saying that I could fuck you raw. Or messaged me by bicycle courier. I did receive a dozen red roses the morning after ... no card. Probably sent by his appointments secretary ... if by Winnie at all. Nor had Lady Victoria called.Mr. Kwan answered the door.“I’ll see. Wait here.”“Miss Flintkote?” He handed me a card.Everyboat Insurance Insurance for Murphy. William W. McWilliams Agent. There was an address that made no sense to me other than Guangningmen, (the seventh gate) Beijing.William W. McWilliams, “Call me Billy” was a. Gary was quite endowed and liked to fuck. He liked all kinds of women.He just hadn’t been able to connect with one. Here was this beautiful woman standing and waiting for a train. She was alone and very sexy looking. He was horny and wanting her to talk to him. He was too shy to even try to connect with her.“It’s such a rainy night. You and I seem to be the only one’s out on such a horrible night.”“Indeed.”“My name is Karnella who might you be.”Gary thought she had a very strange name. He had.