1. Mother's bodyguard. Part 5: The Boss
  2. Mother's bodyguard. Part 6: Neighbor
  3. Mother's bodyguard: Lodgers

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Less than a year, as once, in the evening returning from a computer club, at home I found my mother having dinner with the director of them holding him. I almost immediately recognized him, as I saw pictures from the corporate party, where they danced, and he frankly held her buttocks, I greeted him politely, and went to my room. After that, I watched him several times at home. I was already in the topic that he did not go to drink tea to us, several times I came home "at the wrong time" and they still did this, and since the room, or rather the hall in which they were engaged was "through", I it was necessary to go through him to get to his room, and sometimes he waited for their finish in the kitchen until they came out. Tupnyak was still the one, and frankly, it began to preempt. Once again, when I came home from the revelers, I found an identical picture, they sit and tryndyat in the kitchen, and their company had an anniversary, and what they forgot here, I thought, they wouldn’t eat themselves, they would hum themselves, cornered here, I hope already perepihnulis.

I headed for myself. In 10 minutes. Mama knocked me, - Can I? - Come on in need. - It is necessary, it is necessary Romchik. Mother was a good friend, she put two glasses, and poured white wine in them, while for me white wine was like compote, as I did not drink it, it practically did not give me balls. I lupanul throat, and looked at her. - Well, tell me what you got there, she again filled my glass, and said. - From tell mom, are you my friend? I replied. - Yes, it seems as more to you than a friend, I'm your son, if you have not forgotten. She stroked my head and said. “You are smart with me, just like your father.” - If I were smart, I would not leave us, it is not clear to whom. - And this is true, but we are good without it, right? Do you know what a mom's dream is? I would not know, the mother had already wanted a country house for 10 years, an alley country house, ostensibly for the prospect of living for herself when I bring my girlfriend, or she comes to go on a well-deserved rest. Growing flowers, cacti, all sorts of vegetables in a greenhouse ... well, this was her cherished dream. But just as she didn’t postpone, she couldn’t save the necessary amount, her salary was slightly above average, her father’s alimony deducted her from the official salary, and these are the pennies I asked for, he sponsored me directly. Yes, and he already had his own family.

Even if the mother successfully sold her old beha, which was half-cut during the divorce, then it would be possible to buy some kind of mud hut, in a word, a hut on chicken legs that didn’t fit into the mother’s dream. - So she continued, Ivan Maksimovich, kindly offered to help us, sponsor our project, and even more, to help us get near the lake itself, with good bargaining from your friend. Just imagine, pick up girls and you will go there with friends in the summer, overnight, swim, go for a walk, or catch fish. In my head flashed, fuck the fish, tusyachit in a country house, with a bath, fry kebabs and calves, this is the topic. “But in return, he wants us to do him a favor.” I thought to myself, and what do you do every week, is it fucking, not a favor? But he restrained himself and asked. - What does he want? She slipped a second glass to me, and continued in a calm voice. “Son, you are already an adult, and you yourself understand that a man cannot exist without a woman, as she is without him.” Still, someone like me not to know. - Do you remember how I found you how you masturbated at the computer? Yeah, I remember that not a clever case, when I thought that I had turned the handle as it should, and it snapped in, but that time there was exactly that ten thousandth case, when it opened without much effort, but then again, as if nothing had happened, worked like a clock. - Or something like when you looked at me under the bedside, thinking that I fell asleep while watching TV.But this was a surprise for me, she saw the nozzles, lay with eyes closed for half an hour. I then wanted to check, in her underpants, she sleeps, or without, as I expected, without panties, and without a bra. - Mom, I said, do not drive me to the paint. - Sorry, dear, I'm just ready for anything, for the sake of my cherished dream. - Well, say what a favor your boss wants. - The CEO clarified the mother, he wants you to watch our breakdowns act. - And I asked everything? - Not really, he wants you during our sex, chasing his cock. The fucking pervert flashed like lightning in my head, another mother chooses such words, an act, a rooster ... This old fart wants to bend my mom, and I still have to stand and jerk off, just gorgeous. - Now my second cherished dream depends on the first, and the main dream in my life, for which I live only, it's up to you to decide. Now I poured myself some wine and drank it again in one gulp. And fuck it here to think, stood, pulled, and everyone is happy, but he still didn’t get to fuck me, once again check out how my mother is fried. - I agree. - Only I ask, listen to what he will say. - I answered okay, just tell him, without new quests, you fucking, I'm jerking off.

Mother disappeared behind the door, I went out into the hall, I felt like at a party, did not know where to become when to drop my pants, stand like a sucker, and wait. A minute later, a couple came in, snout, and my mother, as always, is attractive in any light. She was not once deprived of the scrutiny of the male sex, most of all she took with her charisma, and with a smile, always on the positive, to such a person you are drawn. The dork came up, shook my hand, and introduced himself. - Ivan Maksimovich. - I said, I know each other, I am the same Roman as a week ago. He grinned, and immediately began. - Do you know Roman, why are we gathered here? I answered, no explanation is required, I know, as my mother said, I am already an adult. - Well, that's good, I just wanted to find out, or we settled all the nuances so that in the process there were no stupid questions, and no misunderstandings. - I answered, I know my role, see that everything will work out for you. He looked at me intently, apparently not everybody was so bold, and he said. - Do not even hesitate, for this we have a mother Nastya, then perhaps we will start, and you do not hesitate to connect. Mother began to help undress this guy, but stood and looked at the ceiling, when he was already like “Adam,” I turned my eyes on his farm, but I have more, and I still have 18, no, that's a loser, belly, I suppose wants them to compensate for the lack of size elsewhere. The mother was also “Eve” and waited for the team, he did not say anything, took her head and bent to her hairy pussyoune, the mother took it abundantly in her mouth, in those bushes it was not visible, she could grab the scrotum with them take a free place in the mouth. He began to make some movements with his torso, similar to the jolts toward sucking Nastya, and then he stared at me, and then it hit me, aaa, my way out, thu, I forgot, with such a mother of your turtle fuck, and you can sleep.

I lowered the boxer, and he understood who the folder was, and began to squeeze his mother more and more into his puzidlo with his forehead, even though I had a member lying, he poured himself with blood, and the boss slyly looked at him. Here he betrayed. - Do you know Roman, that your mother sucks perfectly, she has resold all our company, including the guards, she has a half-time job for us on the floor, for which she gets a good premium. I was silent, if he wanted to bring me out, then nothing happened to him, he just aroused me even more, and the member gradually began to rise. Ivan-Cardan also removed the mother from his kuferyami, and through them the white member was already visible, about all the same it is not a myth, it exists, but how not to twist I clearly had more. Hog turned the mother to face me, he was a step away from me, put the cancer, and fell in behind. - What a great whore, Roman, would you like to fuck her? Have you ever had a desire to slap your mother on the cheek? Uncle, if you knew what I was doing with my mother, you would have a heart, but it was back in my head, I was still silent, my mother was staggering from the boars' nods, nodded approvingly ...

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