., yeeesssss ..master..FUCK ME HARDER!" I heard mom cry out, as her hips gyrated and churned still faster in tempo to the boy's raging thrusts. "..pl ..... please don't .. eve.. ever stop..fucking .. meeeeeee.." she shrilled..Her young fucker laughed. Then he planted still another very wet kiss on my mother's wide open mouth. I could see her pink tongue racing out to greet his, and dad was moaning now as he was about to shoot off his load. Phillip grabbed a towel and held it out for dad so he. .. patients," I said grinning.Mike just stood there shaking his head in disbelief that he was actually listening to me.Once again I read him both letters I'd received, paraphrasing."I personally think it's a crying shame that they took you off the series. I for one, would actually pay to come and see you, even though I know you're not really a doctor. I would still love to set up an appointment with you, and come in and pretend I had some sort of illness that needed to be treated, if nothing. ‘I’m here to talk about the thing,’ he insisted, ‘you need me.’ ‘I need you to exist,’ I turned from him and ran tensed fingers through my newly dyed hair. This was the best I had, the only man I could trust was one that my brain had decided to make up for me, no one else. This was my secret. ‘You’re scared, I know,’ he placed his hands on my shoulders and drew me towards him. I could not escape the touch of my own sweet imagination. It knew me so well, what can I say. ‘You’re teasing me by. The breeze through the open window made me sleepy , but it also drove away mom’s saree’s pallu , causing her right breast and deep cleavage to come into view. The driver noticed this and rubbed his hardening cock through his trousers.As the cab moved, the breeze completely blew mom’s saree off her shoulders and her heaving breasts clad in the low cut blouse, her fair stomach, accentuated by her deep dark navel, lay exposed for all to see. She was too feeling sleepy and she didn’t even noticed.