The boy appeared to have severe burns all over his body. “Uh oh, here comes Mama,” Patricia continued, seeing an adult woman enter the frame with Leaked a phone in hand. “James, intercept that call.” “On it.” James then grabbed a headset and activated a call program on his computer screen. “911, indian what is your emergency?” Dave watched in awe as the Masons set about their tasks. While James worked to calm the hysterical mother over the phone, a containment team was dispatched to their home with haste. Once there, they treated the boy’s wounds and healed him back to perfect health. The mother was obviously shocked by this, which prompted Patricia’s next action. “Time son for a house call. Mr. Brighton, you’ll accompany me, desi but let me do all the talking. Understand?” “No servant problem,” Dave replied. With a wave of her hand, Patricia teleported both of them to the hallway leading to the apartment they had seen onscreen. Ahead of them, the mom door stood open and the building echoed with the sounds of angry shouting. Dave stuck close beside Patricia as she walked calmly into the apartment, seeing her men being lit into by the mother. “Madam Chief,” the man in charge said. “That will be all, Mr. Matthews. As I was telling son her all about George and the workout room I saw that Leaked her mom legs had drifted apart and she was playing with her clit. I tried to move my left arm, but I couldn’t. I whimpered a little. The pleasure melted my mind. She could feel the length of his prick in there. He pulled back her hair, using it to hold her still and keep her looking up. I've noticed how you've been staring at my breasts, and my legs, and my butt lately. Adria yelled. With the waist band of indian my skirt. I whirled around, Sven fighting the assassin and— The hem went higher and higher. She felt it slide in a little more and she moved her ass around. No teeth. Oh God! “Sure,” I said, my dick stirring. I grabbed it to hold it on and then I felt it being tugged again. Margaret raised her eyebrows. She laughed at his blank stare. On the other end of the chain is a little carabiner. Pulling back, Jordan grabbed a handful of her long brown hair and looked into her big, brown eyes. It looked like she had finally turned desi it down for a bit. Aarti’s cunt was screaming for attention and her tits were getting heavier and tighter. One is legal but the other 2 are jail bait for sure. Mom bucked. "Oh well" I said to myself, hoping it hadn't wakened my sleeping sister-in-law. "I-I'll do anything. I opened up Sam's Spiritual Menu, Sexuality Sub-Menu, and then Desires Sub-Menu. So Mira went with it, just relaxed her body as Layla's mouth began to work at her entrance, servant her tongue gently lapping up the nasty vestiges of cum still rimming the brunette's just-raped pussy. The busty mom quickly pressed her face back into her older daughter’s now slick love-hole, battering her clit and sliding her tongue deeply into her vagina. As she stepped forward, Alice and Shey followed. "For what? You know I get seasick."