Mrs. “Just so fucking horny, she mumbled!”
Carter watched in amazement as her hand squeezed her tit. Hindi sex Now get that shit over here!”
Carter lit the J, inhaled deeply and offered it to his mother. She followed as Carter led her by the hand to the elevator. Her eyes were unfocused as he pulled her dress down, grabbed her hands and sat her up. “You little bitch! He lacked the courage to confront his wife and son earlier. On the other hand, more accurately, he could fuck whomever he wanted. My lord, she thought, my baby is a full grown man. Should I call a doctor?”
“Just get me to bed!” Her mumblings were soft and slurred
Carter scooped his mother’s slight frame into his arms. Her matching blouse draped slightly off the shoulder. As he cupped her ass, his thumbs massaged her twitching asshole.
