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He came in and the door and dropped his backpack, the setting sun casting long shadows across the floor of the foyer. “Anybody home?” He heard a soft clatter from the direction of the kitchen, and mouth then his mother’s voice. “Welcome home, Frank!” His mother, Tasha, came into view from the kitchen, wiping her hands on beauties a towel. “The girls are off at the library, I think they said. Vanessa hasn’t come back from the concert she went to with her friend Donna yet, although she should be home tonight.” Frank nodded, and was suddenly struck by his mother’s figure. She was wearing a tight t-shirt, which framed her easily c-cup sized breasts with a good amount of detail. She was slim like Vanessa, being very strict with her own dieting, but she still had a slight hourglass figure that prodded at Frank’s arousal. Her legs were still toned, her muscles rippling as she shifted her weight to the other foot. Her eyes were brown like Jean’s, and Frank’s own, but carried wisdom within them that leant a different affect to her gaze than Frank received from Jean. “Cool,” Frank said, suddenly struck dumb. It might have been this recent string of incestuous acts he had committed, but he was very distracted by his mother’s figure. Tasha smiled and gestured him into the kitchen, “How about I make you a sandwich, you must be hungry.” She disappeared back through the doorway and Frank heard cabinets opening and shutting. He went in and sat down at the table, and ate his sandwich while Tasha finished up doing the dishes. They finished at roughly the same time, and Tasha sat down at the table with him. “So how about we have a talk? I haven’t seen you in days! What have you been up to?” Frank coughed, trying to think of what he had been doing when he wasn’t fucking Tasha’s daughters. Luckily he was able to come up with a few things to inform his mother on, like how his friend was doing and what book Frank was reading. His mother touched on work and how her sister, Frank’s Aunt Gina, was doing, since she had just come back from a visit there. It wasn’t long before they ran out of general things to catch up on, and Tasha began asking the embarrassing mother questions. “So, did you get a girlfriend over the summer?” Frank laughed and shook his head no, but his mother ass wasn’t buying it. She leaned over the table, unconsciously showing more of her cleavage to her son. “Oh come on Frank. A mother senses things. You’ve been a little busty different recently, and I think you have a girlfriend.” Frank’s eyes wandered past Tasha’s t-shirt clad boobs, but then refocused on her eyes. He decided to go with a half-truth and see how far it stood up to his mother’s barrage of questions. “Well, I didn’t want to say anything about it. But she’s not really my girlfriend. We’re just friends really. We enjoy each other’s company.” Tasha turned her head and squinted her eyes, peering at him out of the corners of her eyes. “That’s another way of saying that you’re having sex with no attachment, right?” A wave of embarrassment swept through Frank, and then realization that she was, essentially, correct in her reasoning. But he couldn’t tell her anything else about it, he might let too much slip. Even mouth though his ass wrists were still being held, Logan had stopped resisting by now and had his eyes closed, sighing pleasurably. “Mine,” he whispered with intent. After a few minutes of practice on you, you pull me on top of you we start to kiss passionately. The other pirates cut him down before he busty could do much damage, but Yavara grabbed another, and charged him into his shipmates. The moment we were outside the store, I pulled out the collar. “Matt.” She answered. I did make it a point to warn the others not to approach the two of them until Apollon had finished raping Arisia. “Very good girl,” he said. “Bollocks” Kyle said, which made both ladies giggle. and Coach increased his pace. Karen just then noticed beauties who I was sitting with. A Saturday morning when Holly stayed in bed late not wanting to be around Roger or even really her mom. “Mom,” Siona moaned, shifting, her little titties jiggling. Since she was on the desk, I could see right up her dress.