?" But be quiet and let me finish," he said. "I have to tell you this. Yesterday, when we first met, I was friendly because I thought I could use you.... And the more we talked, the more certain I was. You were situated perfectly, living right here in this building. And then when you invited me to dinner... well, that was when I intended to offer you the proposition..." What proposition... ?" I'm not finished yet. Just listen to me for a moment," he insisted. "Then, yesterday, after I got back to. Quite how special, Jason and his mother could never have imagined. Life is full of surprises, and it’s a surprise indeed to discover your dear old mum is prepared to go further than just wiping your backside to help you live a reasonable life, if not a perfect one. After about three weeks of incapacitation, frustrations and arguments, not only boredom and resentment, had set in. Jason had begun to complain of some discomfort in the lower abdomen. With natural motherly concern Mrs Jackson. Seeing what I was doing, Margie rubbed oil into the cleft, an oily finger pressing against Lan's asshole, then into it up to the first knuckle, massaging her rectum. I went back to Lan's thighs, calves and feet as my partners massaged Lan's arms and back. After ten minutes, we rotated clockwise around the table, at Margie's suggestion, and I moved to Lan's left side as Tony took over my position at the foot of the table. Reaching over the table, Margie grabbed my cock and gave it an oily rub,. "Yes, Dillard's gone, but we need to keep an eye on her. There are other badies out there that would have no trouble getting her involved again," said Marty. "No no, not this time. Her own experience set her straight. I'm pretty sure she'd run for cover at the first sign of anyone coming near to her with drugs. "Marty? She is our baby, isn't she?" said Darla. "Damn straight she is. Darla, of all of the things that you have done to make my life worth living, number one among them was letting.