The Friend of My Son Part 1

Then I started to talk to my father until I was 16 years old. I had a kid with my son Ladora who was going to go to the cinema with me a while ago. I had a little white girl, short 1.50mts height, 50 kg , black hair, my breasts are big, and have a pretty bulky bundle that fits well when I put on a tight pants. I was married, my husband was a hiker and we have a son. My husband traveled a lot and I stayed at home with my son. As time went by, my son became a teenager, I was already 40 years old, and I was accustomed to that life of walking, spending teenage cooking days. He was a high school student until he got used to them. He was alone on the island... He started to go out, making a lot of friends. But my son didn't bring any other friends to the house, he was just talking to me. My son was talking to his father, he was sitting there, he didn't like to go out to the market.
I'm going to stop here because it's getting long, I'm going on to the next story.