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She even sat down and ate some. She had not eaten breakfast with me since Ella had left. After we finished eating and she had poured herself a cup of coffee she asked me why I didn’t have a driver’s license. I told her that a year earlier I had asked her to teach me to drive and she had told me she was too busy. She said, “That is what Saturday and Sundays were for. Let’s go teach you to drive.” Three weeks later she had me drive to the State Patrol Office, because back then it was the State Patrol who tested and issued licenses. When the patrolman asked to see my learners permit, mother said, “He learned without one.” He looked at her and said, “He cannot take the driver’s test without a valid learners permit.” “Then give him one,” she said. “He has to pass the written test before he can get a learners permit,” the patrolman said. “Things have really changed. Give him the written test,” she said. “He should study before taking the test,” he asian said. “Give him the test,” she said. The patrolman looked to me with a questioning look and asked, “You ready for the test?” “Sure,” I said. I figured if I did not agree with mother it would be hard to live with her. I took the written test and passed it. Mother purchased my learner’s permit and I then took my driver’s test and passed it. Mother’s parting words to the patrolman were, “I only started teaching him a few days ago. See what a good teacher I am.” On the way home, she said, “From now on, on Friday you will take me to work in the morning and use the car to drive to school. Then you will pick me up after work. Okay?” “Okay,” I said, realizing she had done this so that she might be able to avoid drinking. The next Friday when I picked her up after work, she decided we would go out to dinner. We went home and dressed in our best clothes. We went to a very nice place to eat. The waiter asked mother if she wanted anything from the bar. She said something that sounded like, “A Manhattan.” Whatever it was it looked like a tall glass of coke. She had four of those drinks with dinner. On the way to the car she put her arm around me and said, “I’m sure glad you are driving amateur home.” I assisted her indian into the car on the passenger’s side and before I got behind the wheel she appeared to have passed out or gone to sleep. Once we arrived home, I could not wake her. I contemplated just leaving her in the car, but I said to myself she had been so nice to me and she had taken me out to dinner. Maybe next time I can persuade her not to drink. I half carried, and she half walked to her bedroom. When she flopped down on her bed she said, “Undress me, please.” I did, I took all her clothes off and was about to cover her when she said, “I got to pee, please help me to the bathroom.” As I raised her from her bed totally naked, one of my hands gripped a breast accidentally. She made a little moaning sound but said nothing else. Deana smiled at asian Gloria. I pulled back my cock. “Holy Shit!” the two boys said again. –is this true “Be honest ladies. A few years on the amateur business was doing so well it got noticed by a multi national who offered a buy out. Although it was quite dark in her bedroom I knew she had recently shaved her pussy, as it was completely bald. "You can't expect me to take care of them." “Did I… did we…?” A cheer went up from the watching crowd and she knew something was going on. I stopped round the corner and put my clothes on stood between 2 parked cars. Beth had to be helped over to the couch. "Still want me to stop, Mom? All I did was touch my clit. Zeke opened the bowl and with his middle finger coated with the jelly slowly inserted it into Brenda’s pussy and worked it around. my hand strikes her rear. She almost let out another moan, but clasped her other hand around her treacherous mouth. That one little kiss changed everything. After a few minutes of finger fucking her indian ass; I place a glob on the head of your long hard rod until she was ready for his rod.