This sweater is a charity thing. The money goes to Rosco Rabbit Rescue."Cat stared at her through a haze of red that quickly darkened into black. This...was who Zane had dumped her for? A blonde bubblebrain who "rescued" bunnies?Kirstie continued, "I'm sorry for all this trouble, Cathy. I tried to call Zane to come and get me, but my cell kept dropping it. If it hadn't been for that nice trucker who promised to call it in, I'd be totally stranded. I should have caught a ride back with him and. Finally they descended a few steps into an impressive wooden-panelled lobby, and swept past a desk where a couple of uniformed men sat attentively.Both men stopped just a few feet from a large set of doors, and Jilly stopped with them, standing between them. One of the two men spoke into the microphone he wore “Baby Bird is ready to fly the nest, is Mother Bird in position?”There was a moment’s pause, and Jilly heard a hissing noise from the men’s earpieces that signalled that they had received. Anything else didn't matter. He opened the door and invited me in without saying anything. He just led me to the end of a short hall that was his bedroom. Once inside, he indicated that I should remove my clothes. This was a very risky activity I was about to participate in and if there were a time for me to balk, it was then. But I didn't. My dick needed attention more than my common sense did. I sheepishly stripped nude.He guided me to his single bed and had me lie on my back, putting my. “Your cock looks great even limp” she said watching. I smiled at her waving my limp cock at her. She laughed.We left my apartment by my bike and first went to a restaurant and had an excellent seafood meal, my first. Lobsters, prawns and fish with rice. Then we went to watch a movie and during the movie, mom placed her hand on my crotch. I looked around and the cinema hall was almost empty and since it was rather dark, I unzipped my jeans and pulled out my cock. She silently masturbated me and.