’ ‘Sure.’ Jennifer got up and walked over to the bag, bending at her waist to inspect the caller ID screen. ‘It’s your mom.’ ‘Ha! Probab...y just something to do with my cat. Ignore it.’ ‘Got it.’ Jennifer was ready to go back to the chair when she spotted something bright in her bag. Looking over her shoulder, Jennifer bit down on her bottom lip before going back to the bag. Slowly tugging the zipper to ensure that she didn’t disturb or alert her new friend, Jennifer reached in and found the. It went unspoken between them that he was in charge inside the house and absolutely in charge in the bedroom, outside they did the best they could to act like a normal mother/son family. Of course nothing could stop John from grabbing an ass occasionally when he was sure no one was looking. Even thought Irene knew that sooner or later they would be caught she just couldn’t refuse her son that pleasure. Not only his pleasure but hers, she couldn’t believe how giddy she felt, she was the one. More

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