"If I lend you to him for a little while then I'm clear on the favour."Debbie frowned and opened her mouth to talk. "And Debbie," Mr. Groves jumped in...before she could speak, "this will be one of your sessions done."He'd told her they'd have twelve sessions together and this would be their third leaving nine to do. "Two sessions." She bargained.Mr. Groves scowled. "And you'll leave me alone for the rest of the weekend." She finished toughly.His scowl deepened. "Two sessions." He nodded. "But I. I run my fingers around her panty line. Softly. I pull out her panties so I can see the top of her pussy. Heart attack again, I scrunch my face it hurts so much. God how does this woman do this to me. She has no idea how strongly I feel. It is all I can do not to stop and rip her clothes off and kiss her lips, bury my face in her pussy while I squeeze her naked ass right beside the road with the cars coming by. Taste her, finger her, show her off. I try and control myself. I let myself run my. She studied him for a fewseconds. Immaculately dressed in a light suit, blue shirt andyellow tie. Early forties, she guessed. Probably quite tall, it wasdifficult to tell with him seated, a full head of black hair, a few strands ofgrey at the temples and quite good looking. The glasses he wore gave him adistinguished look. Opium thought she had seen him before and quite recentlybut could not place him. At that moment he looked up and straight at her. Theireyes locked for a fraction of a second.. ”Mom smiled and started for the door.Angela’s mother said, “Do it in my bed and be sure to leave a wet spot for me to find.”Mom replied, “Hell, if he is half as horny as your daughter is we might leave two or three wet spots, even if I have to clean my lips off on your sheet.”Then Mom turned and left the house. Angela’s mother told us to go up and do our ‘thing’ while she just observed. She followed us up to my bedroom.Then Angela said, “His mother never just observed. If she were in the room.