Moms hairy snatch stories

I tried to explain to him that it was tough enough being a single mother without having a child who had dedicated his every waking moment to making her life a misery. The summer months were especially challenging because he did nothing but fart around the house figuratively and literally , eat everything in sight and play video games. We were going through a particularly brutal stretch in our increasingly grumpy relationship when I decided that we both needed a change of scenery. It was a fair question and I had no idea what the answer was but that did not stop me from giving him one. So was settled, at least as far as I was concerned and the more miserable he was about the idea, the more I liked it. Unfortunately, I grossly underestimated how far we could travel in a day in an antique motor home.