My stomach was in my mouth!My mother was at the kitchen sink facing away from me. I stopped andthen slowly walked across the room to our table eagerl...y watching mymother for any reaction.With my sandals making an unusual sound, I detected a smile comingacross my mother's mouth.She slowly turned, and looked at me with the biggest smile I have everseen on her, and said 'Good morning honey, how did you sleep?'What? How did I sleep? I wasn't expecting that.Here I am, her son, standing in front of. That night Susan/John wasrewarded by her favourite hood show which ended in an alternativeending with the hero taking the heroin from behind. Susan/John felt sogood about everything for some reason she didn't even try to resist themachine but this time rocked her round hips in unison. John departs and Susan arrivesAfter that in the morning, following a shower, the trips to the boothcontinued. The mirror went step by step getting Susan/John made upstarting from scratch again but each time it. Her body was thick and her tits were huge. She had the tattoos, swarthy skin, abundant raven hair, slab face and high cheekbones of a classic barrio chola.But she had kind dark eyes. Her role seemed to be to keep Pablo from self-destructing. And everybody knew that without her Pablo would have just been another 18th Street banger.Golz said, “Tell us what you know for sure Bobby Lee.”Jordan outlined everything he had learned. He said, “An offshoot of the Sinaloa Cartel has acquired a Cold War. Her body odor is so good and making me mad. Stopped kissing on her neck. Removed my hands on her ass. Rolled her hair fell on her face to the up. She is finding it difficult to look into my eyes. I rubbed my fingers in her lips and kissed her lips. She closed her eyes so tight and giving positive responses.I opened her lips with my tongue and rolling my saliva to her mouth and her saliva to my mouth. Warm saliva and heavy breathing are adding flavor to the mood. She is giving moans and rubbing.