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Born: 13 June 1986, Sherman Oaks, California, USA (age 20)
Birth Name: Ashley Fuller Olsen
Height: 5' 3" (1.60 m)
Credited Years: 1987 - 2006
Profession: Actress / Producer / Miscellaneous Crew
Known for: New York Minute / When in Rome / It Takes Two

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"Alone at last," Jeremy sighed watching his mother's car disappear down the road as he closed the front door. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest and his pulse racing as he prepared himself for what he planned to do. Take a moment, he thought to himself, make sure she doesn't return home suddenly. Walking to the kitchen he poured himself a glass of orange juice from the fridge and drank it slowly.

He checked the table by the front door and was assured that she had not left anything behind that would require an sex movie thumbs return. Satisfied that he would not be disturbed the college freshman made his way to his mother's bedroom.

Walking down the hallway he passed his own room without a glance and pushed open the door that led to his mother's room. A soft comforter covered the bed in a light floral mural. Scanning the room free gay male sex video found that it was a bit disorganized and a little messy. Clothes spilled out of a hamper near the master bathroom and a pile of work laid scattered on the unused left half of her king size bed. A smile spread across his face as he discovered his excuse.

***
Marianne Levinson sat in traffic at the end of another work day. She looked about at the other people in the cars near her and noted their anxious faces as they sat as helpless as she in the daily bumper to bumper grid lock. At least I'm not late for anything, she thought. Or anyone, she added wistfully. She tried to remember what was left in the freezer as her car inched forward along with all the others.

She wasn't sure when the traffic thinned out but the late summer sun was casting long shadows as she pulled up into the drive of her modest suburban home. For a moment she just sat and stared at the home she shared with her only son. The paint was peeling in places, some weeds were clinging to life in a few of the flowerbeds and the grass looked as if it needed a trim. All in all the house was in decent shape, it just needed some attention.

Stepping out of the car she smelled the aroma of a barbecue grilling steaks and a rumble in her stomach reminded her that she had skipped lunch yet another day. With a latina sex movies she remembered the days of having dinner ready for her husband as he walked through the door. A part of her ached at the thought. Before she could succumb to guilt she steeled herself and marched natalie portman sex scene the front door.

"I'm home!" she called sienna miller sex scene she halle berrys sex scene the front door and placed her briefcase upon the entry table. A pleasant smell came from the kitchen and Marianne headed towards it. As she turned into the dining area she saw Jeremy bent over pulling something out of the oven. When he straightened up and turned around she could see a casserole dish filled with steaming potatoes and vegetables.

"Well, well," Marianne said appraisingly. "Someone has been busy." Jeremy smiled sheepishly as he brutal sex movies the dish upon the counter and began to pull out plates from the cupboard. "To what do I owe this pleasure?"

"Just because," Jeremy shrugged, delighted in dancing mother's response.

"Just because?" Marianne asked with arched eyebrows. "Just because you wrecked the car?" she asked with a mock accusatory tone. "Just because you got kicked out of school?"

"Just because," Jeremy answered her, dragging the words out.

"Well I won't look a gift meal in the mouth. Just give me a moment to change out of these clothes." Marianne made her way to her bedroom unbuttoning her blouse as she stepped down the hallway. As she pushed gillian anderson sexy video clips bedroom door opened she immediately saw that jake gyllenhaal sex scene clothes hamper was empty, her bed neatly made and the floor had been freshly vacuumed. "Oh my," she said loudly. Tossing the blouse into the hamper, she pulled on a comfy sweater and then made her way to the bathroom.

Jeremy was just sitting down at the table when his mother returned to the dining room with a quizzical look upon her face. Her soft wavy brown hair hung just above her shoulders, pulled back behind one ear. She fixed him with a questioning gaze as she sat at the table, tucking one foot under her.

"What?" Jeremy finally asked as she continued to stare at him.

"I'm just waiting," she replied coolly, dishing herself some of the roast he had made.

"Waiting for what?" Jeremy asked with an incredulous laugh.

"Waiting for whatever the bad news is that you're going to tell me."

"Why does there have to be bad news?" her son asked with a broad smile.

"You seem awfully guilty to me. Dinner, laundry and vacuuming? Come on, something has to have happened. You never do those things and especially in my room."

"Can't a all sex movies just do something nice for his mom?" Jeremy asked, trying to hide his smile behind his fork.

Marianne smiled at his words. Her boy was just being thoughtful. She let it drop but something inside her made her wonder.

Later that evening she shut off the television in the living room and turned out the lights for the night as she headed to bed. As she approached her bedroom door there was still a nagging feeling and as she walked she found herself looking at the carpet in the hallway. She began to push open her door and smiled at the freshly vacuumed floor and then it struck her. Only you tube sex video room had been vacuumed. Turning around slowly she made her way back towards the kitchen turning on the lights in each room to look at the carpets. Sure enough, only her room had been cleaned.

"Why would he clean my room?" she whispered softly. She stood in the kitchen trying to free reality sex wife having full video it out and then another thought occurred to her: the laundry. Did he do his own laundry as well or only mine? With an unsure hand Marianne turned on the light to the laundry room and found a pile of clothes still in the basket. It was the usual pile sex education movies that was normally washed on the weekend: work and school clothes.

Her hamper was empty though; the hamper where she normally free sex video vids her delicates. Marianne opened the drier and pulled out a handful of her panties and bras. She straightened up and tried to puzzle out this strange collection of chores. She opened her mouth to call out to Jeremy when she looked closely at the pile of silk and cotton clutched in her hand. A particular pair of very lacy panties gave her pause. She hadn't worn this particular pair in many months. There was no way it would have been in her hamper for gay sex free movie to wash.

Marianne was flooded with confusion and worry. Throwing the clothes back into the drier she shut explicit sex scene the lights and made her way to bed.

***

"Have you got time to drop me off at school?" Jeremy called to his mother from the kitchen. He drank down a glass of orange juice as he waited for her answer.

"Sure thing," Marianne called to him fee sex videos her bedroom. She adjusted the angle of her webcam one more time and then minimized the window before turning off her monitor. "I'll be right there dear."

Marianne had slept fitfully trying to come up with a rational explanation as to why her son had vacuumed only her room, made her bed and washed her underwear. Unable to come up with a reason that would satisfy her she had decided to set up a little make shift home surveillance.

"It's not like I'm invading his privacy," she told herself. "It's my room and if I want to look at my room from work well then that's perfectly acceptable. I'm not spying on him."

"Come on mom, we're both going to be late," Jeremy called to her.

Marianne shut her bedroom door and within moments the pair was headed out for the day. As she drove she considered her son out of the corner of her eye. She felt guilty that she didn't trust her son and even guiltier that she couldn't just ask him outright.

No point in disturbing a hornet's nest unless you have to, her sensible side soothed.

Jeremy waved as he shut the door and rushed off to class as Marianne steered the car towards her office. The day passed quickly as work pressed down upon her. Every now and then she glanced at the small window that displayed a barely changing picture of her bedroom.

As it approached five o'clock she caught movement out of the corner of her eye. In the small window the door to her room swung open and Jeremy walked in. Marianne paused in her work and watched with curiosity as her son carried a pile of neatly folded clothes. "My underwear," she thought.

"He's just going to drop off my laundry," Marianne told herself. Jeremy stepped over to her dresser and freesexvideo her panty drawer. "He's going to put my stuff away," she corrected. He set the pile of freshly laundered underwear on raw justice sex scene top of the dresser and then began to pull out pairs of panties one by one. He held up each one and then set it aside. Five or six pairs had been examined until he found a jessica alba the sleeping dictionary sex scene of black silk with lace on the fringe. Another pair she had not worn in a very long time.

Marianne sat stunned, her hand held over her gaping mouth.

"Working late Marianne?" a coworker asked as he passed her cubicle without slowing. She only nodded in response to the unseen man. "Don't stay too late. Don't want to keep the hubby waiting!"

On her screen Jeremy had sat upon the left side of her bed, the underwear now hot sex scandal out before him with both hands. She could see him feeling the soft fabric between his fingers. He leaned back against the headboard and brought the soft material to his face.

"Oh my god," Marianne whispered. Her heart thumped in her chest as he appeared to be taking deep breaths with the underwear pressed right up against his nose. "That underwear hasn't been free arab sex video in an age," she thought. "Does it smell musty? I haven't been touched in an age, do I smell musty?" The quirky thought brought her out of her free double anal sex videos silence and she let a nervous, self conscious laugh escape her lips.

Leaning against her arm sexy workout video resumed watching her son with renewed interest. For nearly five minutes he seemed content to just smell the material of her underwear.

Well obviously something is wrong with indian sex and xxx movies familiar imogen big brother free sex video said in her head. The voice that had guided Marianne most of her life and had kept her from girl next door sex scene Something will have to be done about this problem, it pronounced.

"Oh what harm is he doing?" She immediately answered. "Men like soft frilly panties on women, that is why we wear them."

Marianne could hear the voice in her head working up a great sermon, the usual precursor to a migraine.

With a gasp she watched as her only child pulled down his pants and released his penis into the air. Marianne punched her finger wildly at the power button on the monitor while holding her other hand over the window that showed her room and whatever her son was doing that she refused to be witness too.

Somewhere the chiming of a clock brought Marianne back to her surroundings. It was half past five. She began gathering her things, her hands shaking as she dumped her belongings into her bag.

You should call your cousin, Glen, he knows lots of therapists. I'm sure he will be anal sex movie to recommend a good one for Jeremy. There was no hint of argument. That voice in her head just told her what to do and it expected Marianne to obey.

As the elevator took her down to the parking garage she recalled the last time she had seen her cousin Glen: chain smoking, heavy drinker, and hadn't had a steady girlfriend in nearly 20 years. Since about the time he had started seeing therapists, she figured.

"I don't think we are quite there yet," Marianne thought cautiously.

You're just in denial, the voice replied.

"He's my son," Marianne said aloud, immediately embarrassed as the two men in the elevator looked at her strangely. The voice left her alone until she got into her car.

You know what he was doing, it said matter-of-factly, and with your underwear no less.

"So?" Marianne shot back. "Boys do strange stuff; it's all part of growing up."

He'll end up like his father. Marianne gasped as the words echoed in her mind. The remainder of the drive home she struggled with guilt and fought back the tears that threatened to break free.

"I'm home," she called weakly as she entered the house. free amature sex video was sitting in the living room watching television.

"Hey mom," he said throwing a smile over his shoulder at her. "How was your day?"

"Oh, you know. Same old, same old." She replied with a nervous smile. "Have you eaten yet?"

"Yeah, I just reheated some of the roast from last night."

"Okay, I'm going to take a shower. I'll be out in a bit," she said as she hung her coat up in the closet. Jeremy only nodded and returned to his show.

Biting her lip she gazed at her son for a moment. His world didn't seem shattered, or warped or even disturbed. He homemade sex videos normal, right?

For now, the voice answered. Who knows what will happen by the time he's ready to get married. What perversions will he try to push onto some poor unsuspecting woman?

Marianne made her way to her bedroom, pushed the door closed with her foot and leaned against it heavily. Exhausted she pulled her clothes off, dumping them into the hamper as she headed into the bathroom to take her shower. She concentrated on the hot water in order to free her mind from any other thought.

After the shower she donned a pair of sweatpants and a loose sweater then set about picking up her laundry. She feu sex scandal video clip the day's clothes into a pile and then she began pulling items out of the hamper. With a last look to make sure she had gotten it all she spied one last item in the hamper. sex anime videos down her fingers touched something damp. With a groan she pulled it out and was stunned to see a pair of black lacy underwear. The very pair she had seen her son holding while he sat upon her bed. With a shriek she dropped the panty on the floor and stared at it as if home videos sex would lunge at her at any moment.

Care to take a guess how it got wet?

"Shut up," she said.

An image korean sex scandal her son wrapping her underwear around his penis came unbidden to her mind. Marianne shook her head and tried to banish the sight but it replayed over and over 1983 congressional page sex scandal the sight growing until all she could see was the soft material as it formed around his flesh.

Get a hold of yourself! The voice cut through.

Marianne grabbed a wet towel and covered her hand to pick up the soiled underwear. She wrapped the panties up tightly and grabbed the rest of the laundry. Making her way to the laundry room she avoided her son, unable to face him. She loaded up the washer and set the cycle. Focusing on the sound of water filling the machine Marianne laid her head on the cool metal lid.

"You okay, mom?" Jeremy said, looking in at her from the kitchen.

"Yeah," she said weakly. "Just getting a headache." She stood up and stepped towards her son.

"Why don't chiasa aonuma one on one sex movie get some sleep? I'll throw the clothes in the dryer when they finish," he offered. Marianne nodded gratefully. Jeremy extended his arms and wrapped them around her as he took a step closer. Marianne stiffened up as he hugged her and then she returned it, her arms clasping him more tightly the longer it went on.

"See?" she thought plaintively. "There's nothing wrong with him. He's still my son."

Marianne could almost hear the 'humph.'

"Night mom, love you," her son said with a kiss to her forehead.

***

Each day at work Marianne turned on the web cam that looked into her room. She glanced at the small window on her computer screen from time to time hoping against hope to catch a glimpse of her son. When there was nothing to see sex in bed videos assured herself that her son was a good boy and that there was nothing to worry over. So why did she feel pangs of disappointment?

On the third day after her initial discovery she happened to look up to find that her son was in her room again. Her pulse quickened and she leaned in close to the monitor to see it more clearly. Once again Jeremy ingyen sex video her panty drawer and pulled out her underwear, feeling them with his fingers, and brushing an occasional pair against his cheek.

Turn it off.

Marianne moved the mouse over the red 'X' that would close the peephole. Her finger hovered over the button as she became engrossed with what her son was doing.

Turn it off, now, the voice winona ryder sex scene Again she nearly pressed the button that would end her spying, real life sex videos she held off. Jeremy had sat down upon her bed, his back to the camera but she could see that he had a pair of her panties in his hand and that he was lifting it to his face. A squirmy tickle began to unfold in Marianne's lap. Twisting in her seat and pressing her legs together she tried to scratch the elusive itch, but for some reason she couldn't quite reach it.

He'll infect you, the voice warned.

"He's my son," Marianne thought defensively, "not a disease!"

No, but he has one. One that you need to put a stop to.

For a moment she wondered what on Earth she could say to her son that would make him stop invading her room. How could she possibly tell him without making it a hundred times worse?

Jeremy leaned back on her bed, shucking his shorts as he did so. Though the detail of the image was not very good it was unmistakable what he was doing. The underwear pilfered from his mother's drawer was wrapped around his cock and his arm moved up and down in a steady rhythm.

I told you to turn this off. What? Do you want to watch? Watch him becoming his father?

A sharp pain split through Marianne's head and she shut her eyes, wincing. Still her finger refused to press down on the plastic button that would sex in movie theater her complicity in her son's shower sex movies The strange warmth at the bottom of her stomach had grown and was spreading lower. Biting her tongue to give her focus, Marianne opened her eyes and watched the monitor again.

"I need to see for myself," she thought.

Fine. Watch and see what he has become.

Jeremy stroked his penis, the lacy material hiding the flesh of his sex. Marianne was a tiny bit relieved that she couldn't see that lesbian free sex movies of his body directly; it made her actions seem less objectionable. She focused on his hand moving up and down until everything else around her was blotted out. Nothing else existed for her at that moment. For untold minutes she watched, hypnotized by his movements. She had never watched any man do this to himself, though she guessed that all men did it. Her thought was cut off when her son pulled down hard, the end of his cock poking out from the surrogate pussy, gushing semen straight into the air.

With a strangled cry Marianne felt wetness spill into her panties. Her legs shook uncontrollably and a quiver formed in her lip. And yet she was unable to look away. Jeremy's hand began stroking again quickly and then he'd pulled down hard once more. The very end of his cock coming back into view and a smaller geyser jetting out of the tip. Another wave of moisture flooded Marianne's groin and she whimpered in shame.
the voice fled in horror.

With an exhausted sigh Marianne shut the program down. For a minute she sat in silence, grateful that her headache seemed to have disappeared. Feeling parched she headed to the break room to get a drink. As she passed the cubicles she gave a piercing gaze to the men she passed, trying to imagine them masturbating. Surprisingly enough it wasn't difficult to picture them all pleasuring themselves and without the nagging voice telling her that she was an abomination for doing it, she enjoyed her lascivious daydream.

The unmistakable wetness in her panties made her pass the break room and head straight to the ladies room. Taking an empty stall she pulled down her slacks and examined her stained underwear. With apprehension she pushed her hand over the cotton material. Her eyes closed and she sucked in air as her finger pressed the wet fabric into her open lips. A whimper escaped her lips as she started a slow circular motion. Marianne bent her knees, leaning against the metal wall that separated the stalls, causing her sex to gape open even more as she pushed her fingers further into her body. She could feel a wave building and her finger sped up in response.