“Jackie?” Tabatha asked, not understanding why her eyes were tearing.“You’re right, Mom,” Jackie said to Alicia. “It is her.”Jackie and ...Tabatha hugged each other.“I’m glad you’re back,” Jackie told her. “I really missed you.”“Me, too,” Tabatha lied.‘How can I tell her I barely remember her name?’ thought Tabatha. ‘Were we close once? My mind’s not working right – too many confusing images…’Frank Junior came into the room from the kitchen.“You guys don’t have much to eat in there,” he exclaimed.. Her cunt. She had decided that's what a vagina was called when it was jam packed with some guy's really fat cock. Suffocated was what her mouth was called. ["Just like I taught you cock sucker, just like I taught you! Of course, you may need a little practice with the double team." Bob's voice was damned amused] As Leon built up a load, steaming into her cunt, plowing it deep, he managed to make Howard a very happy man by shoving Nancy right down to his short and curlies. And that was all it. My hands slide up your thighs and graze between your legs, you gasp, and as my hands reach your hips I turn you, my lips meet yours and they part as our tongues dance together. You grasp my shirt and pull it over my head feeling the muscle of my shoulder and back under your fingertips, our lips still locked except only when I remove your shirt, our hips grind together...still pressed against the door. As my right hand unbuttons your jeans, my left unclasps your bra releasing the soft mounds of. The contrast between the 'librarian' look of his mother, and the expression on her face would be great. A beautiful, yet somewhat nerdy looking woman, and hot, masturbating slut both in one body.In his fantasy, Mark could almost smell it. The smell of his mother's pussy as it was being invaded time and time again by the battery powered sex tool. The scent of a hot, masturbating mother filling her bedroom.Mark had then wondered if he would be able to smell her; smell his mother, on her electric.