My son wanted his mother 4
The next morning I was up before Debbie and sat on the pot looking at the pictures I took last night. It was really hard for me to go with my hard dick slammed against the bottom of the toilet seat. I printed most of the shots I took and had them with me when I got back to the bedroom. Debbie looked so peaceful sleeping. But that didn't last long. She opened her eyes and they were pretty blood shot. Holding her head she said, what the hell did we do last night. I told her it wasn't what we did,...