“Hurry up, honey! They’ll be here any moment, and we don’t want to give anyone any heart attack!”
That’s what she said when I rolled her behind on the kitchen table, just to pump my trick into her treat ferociously and finish our quickie. She was right; the rest of the family could catch us in action for the first time – which surely would cause monumental problems, as it was my very own mother that I was drilling bareback again.
As I came into her delicious pumpkin with my full strength accordingly, the door was opened loudly.
“What the!”
