She was really upset and spent a lot of time at home. Her mother was concerned about her. She was always on the couch watching sappy love stories wh...le eating pints of ice cream.Her mother was going to address issues with her daughter when she got home from her job. She wanted to let her know that she didn’t need a love interest to have a good sex life. She was going to show her ways to make herself happy again.*Ann, Madison’s mother, was crocheting and watching chick flicks. She was. I hear a door open and you move me sideways. You push on my shoulders and I sit. The door closes, shutting out all the people around. I hear another door open and close again. I feel your hand on mine and I am happy. You tell me not to open my eyes until you say so. We drive someplace mysterious. After a few minutes, the vehicle stops and I hear you get out. My door opens and you take my hand, pulling me out, making sure my eyes are still closed. We go through a door. I hear you talking to. It was bigger than Rene’s and I smiled to myself as I slowly stroked it. “Charles, I’m going to suck your cock and then I want you to fill my “pussy” with it………I want you inside me.” I breathed.I dropped to my knees in the grass next to the Rolls and began to take his stiff prick into my mouth. I licked the tip with my tongue, then wrapped my lips around the head of his dick. I slowly began to take the length of it down my throat. I slid my mouth up and down his long stiff cock, alternately. Moody, some people would call it. Moira burst through the door placing all of her bags onto the chair next to the only free table in the large room. Various items of study—a skeleton, field tools, compasses and maps—littered the remaining desks and tables. On the far side of the room, in a dimly lit glass case stood the idol. It was approximately two feet high and very thick. The material it was made from was still be determined, but it was assumed that it was another form of gold, mostly from.