Aunty Land Chusa

Then I sat by the window and I was perfectly content. An hour or so later I heard the rattle of the back door, so I prepared myself to do battle with ...omeone. My first move was to looked to the monitor in my head. I needed to see who and how many were invading me.From the lookout cam, I got the image of Sylvia manipulating the lock and Peter standing beside her. I wondered what the hell had happened to bring them to my door after 1AM. I moved over to the bed and stripped to my chemise and. Obviously I started surfing in the Internet about black curvy and mature women . The Urge for my mother´s body was still there . After countless hours of surfing , I crashed into my bed . Deep in the night I woke up . Wondering what my mother might do right know , I looked for her in the living room . She was still sitting there on the couch in a dim light , holding a glass full of wine in her hands . I sat beside her as she started to speak to me , " As you can notice you ´re Father still isn. I can not help but fantasize about the way your deep, sexy voice sends chills down my spine; the way your cock makes my pussy quiver in delight.I head towards my closet, smiling. I had a lot of chores that had to be done today so getting an early start had seemed the sensible thing to do. I pulled a pale purple cotton tank top and white shorts out and placed them on the bed, and after toweling off the remaining water, I dressed. I forgo my panties and bra for now because I know I am nowhere. The next time it will be fifty. And cover those nipples!” I then noticed that despite the “caning”, as it were, Lisa’s nipples were still hard and sticking out. It was at that moment that Lisa looked in the mirror and saw that I had been watching. Embarrassed, she covered her breasts with her hands and ran from behind the screen to the stairwell. While several people noticed her dash for the door, luckily, no one appeared to know what was going on, or that I was a more than an uninterested.
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