Mom was a beautiful woman, and all my friends had the hots for her. They all wanted to fuck her. I did, too. She was five-foot-three inches tall and one-hundred-twenty pounds. Her measurements are 34/24/35. I went through her underwear drawer all the time and sniffed her dirty panties when I jacked off. Mom's hair had turned white as a teenager, and she had not bothered to color it. She was beautiful, and I saw all the men staring at her lustfully when we were out. And so did my teammates, many
A heartwarming tale with a brief, sad beginning, and a full happy ending. Wendel buys his mother a pair of high-heel shoes. A hint of magical realism encourages them to dance.