.. um... make it feel a bit more comfortable. For theitching. Come."Morgen pushes aside the books and papers on her bed and then pulls meinto her lap....I feel a bit weepy and anxious and so I'm glad to be inher arms again. She reaches over to her nightstand and pulls out asmall flat ceramic pot with a wide mouth. She twists off the top,places the pot on the nightstand and then dips a finger into it."Oh, god, that, uh, is quite a musky smell," I say, wrinkling my nose."Pungent." Indeed. Does it. "It was all arranged at the last minute," Mrs. Dawlish explained "Andy never got the chance to give you a call. This must leave you at a bit of a loose end."She indicated that I should go through to the living room, feeling disappointed I wandered into the living room wondering what I would do with myself for the rest of the day. At the same time I had a good ogle of Mrs. Dawlish's luscious body and made a few silly wishes."Perhaps you'd like to keep me company." she grinned at me "Or maybe. She was crying, but she was mad as well. I also see the confused look on my face as her dick sank in my ass. It’s clear as day, I was enjoying it.I feel her stir on top of me. She lets out a small whimper. Her cock was still inside of me, but it was no longer hard. I watch the video as she hammers me like a jackrabbit. She then pulls out of my ass and walks in front of me. She then slams her cock down my throat. Watching her fuck my face sends a shiver down my spine. She looks so beautiful,. That would be ended at Tuesday's practice. I hoped he never found out I was the one that spoiled his after practice fun. Sandi fiddled with the radio, finding a channel she liked as we pulled up to Peter's. He and Becky loaded ice chests into the trunk and we were on our way. The conversation centered around the odd goings on at the mall yesterday. While there were plenty of witnesses, none of them knew what had happened down that hall. The couple had no recollection of anything between.