Her waist was surprisingly small for her size and flared into a bubble ass. Her nipples were huge, and they poked at the front of her blouse. "it's......It's alright Ma'am, by the way I am Norman Pierce", he said offering shaking her hand. "And I am Veronica Campbell, she said in a very husky seductive voice; my friends call me Roni, she added only slowly letting go of his hand as they sat down. The interview proceeded for the next twenty minutes, and in rounding up Norman asked her his last. Paris...The idea was not without its charm. She longed to see the city ever since her mother and she had left it when Tamara was a small girl.A college tour package wasn't exactly what she had in mind, but money was short on account of tuition, and the air fare was offered at a greatly reduced rate.Anyway, she would be going home.Only a few of her relatives survived over there, and she wanted to see them before they had all gone the way of all flesh.Besides, a college tour full of girls looking. It seems as though my mother-in-law was getting a little turned on.“Why don’t you lay down on the couch so I can give you a decent back rub. It’s just to say thanks for helping me out today.”“I think I’ll take you up on that,” she replied. She got up, turned around and laid flat down on the couch. She was wearing typical clothing for her. A fairly loose pull over top and a pair of khaki slacks covered her decent body. I could tell that at one time she was a knockout but had put on a little. ”Calvin got into the car and made for the main highway and then drove out to Lombardo’s; one of the most elegant restaurants on the Harbour. It was a place to see and be seen.The restaurant’s porter who opened Margo’s door was slightly surprised to see her crotch on full view; her legs helplessly splayed.Calvin ordered the porter to help her out of the restraints.He sat and watched as the porter’s fingers went between Margo’s legs; fumbling past her cunt to unbuckle the clasp. Margo saw.