Chris kept his eyes focused on his mother's smoking, breaking his gaze only periodically to play in her tits. He could feel her grinding rhythmically...against his crotch with his cock buried deep inside of her. He knew she was dripping down the couch cushion by now. He matched her rhythm, and picked up the speed. With each upward thrust he made, he squeezed his cheeks hard to the point that he could feel the fabric from the couch cushion getting sucked against his asshole. Each downward. Senator Murphy’s eyebrows furrowed. She mouthed, “Ransom?”“Oh, I don’t want money, Dr. Jackman. I want it.”“It?” I shook my head. “What are you talking about?”“The formula to the bimbo serum. Once it is delivered into my agent’s hand, I will release your wife unharmed.” Then she let out a throaty moan. “Well, once I’m done using her. Mmm, she really knows how to eat a woman’s asshole.”“Who are you?” I demanded. “How do you even know about the bimbo formula?”“I will contact you in two hours. I. More

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