Mom ne apni tang ko meri kamar par rakh kar mujhe jakar liya aur jor jor se chutar utha utha kar chudai me sath dene lagee. Mai bhi ab utna anaaree na...hee raha aur unki chunchee ko masalte hue thaka thak shot laga raha tha. Kamara humaree chudai ki awaj se bhara para tha. Mom apni kamar hila kar chutar utha utha kar chuda rahee thee aur bole ja rahee thee, “ahhh aaahhhhh unhhhh ooohhhh oooohhhhh haaaaaan haaaaai meeeere rajjjjja, maaaaaaar gayyyyyye reeeee, lalllllla choooood re choooood.. Oh yeah, chubby time again.Mom brought my coffee to me, putting it down on the table before leaning over to give me a good morning kiss on the lips. My mother and I had never been the kissing type of folks and, especially not on the lips. That move definitely took me by surprise.It surprised my cock too, resulting in it moving past the chubby stage to a raging hardon. Just as if my cock was remembering fucking my mother the previous day, it was demanding more of that action right then.Mom. Grandmother Catherine just looked at me, but didn't smile.Then Sarah assumed a more professional tone as she said, "Michael, this is Doctor Greenberg, he's a psychiatrist. He is here to evaluate you. And this is Captain Sanford and Lieutenant Cable," indicating the other two men. "They're with the Tennessee Highway Patrol. They have jurisdiction in this matter, and are here to talk to you about the accident."I tried to keep my face immobile while I quickly sifted through Sarah's thoughts but. For some odd reason there were a few ropes that were hanging from it. I quickly ran to the nearest stall and pulled my pants down. Ah. Freedom. Right now, it was the best thing ever, until I wrapped my hand around my own shaft, then that was the best thing ever. Before I could even do anything, the locker room door entered. What the hell! No one ever came down here unless it was football practice or something like that. I hated doing anything when someone else was in the room. I quickly “went.