.. I heard my mother coming out of her room and ended the conversation with Reggie, whispering that I’d call her and try to see her later that after...oon.My mom came down the stairs and paused at the bottom step.“What do you think, Howie?”I was stunned at what I saw. My forty two year mother wore a stunning short black skirt that was cut mid thigh and a sleeveless blouse that fit very snuggly and caused her breasts to jut out. Her mid-length dark hair was perfectly styled and up, which allowed. " She gave a shriek as he raised his switch hand again. "Please! Please, ok, ok I'll do whatever it takes." Now listen," he drawled climbing out of the car and opening the back door. "Your friends you keep telling me about. Well if they came up this road they're already in good hands." He unclipped her rampant nipples then unfastened her seat manacle."Now what you need to understand is there's the law round her; then there's the law." He helped her stand her legs bending in, her tits still. And I really wanted to be a mother." Well, I wanted to be a father, but your stupid ovaries had to bedefective!" Don't forget your low-sperm count. But the real culprit is probably ourpersonalities. I'm so feminine, and you're so masculine. Max, I'm getting tired of this. I wish men and women didn't have so many differences."Suddenly, pink smoke swirled from the ring Sammie had purchased. Max and Sammie just stared, mouths and eyes agape, as a gentleman stood before them. He was dressed in. .Tom" she moaned. Feeling the waves begin deep in her belly. "Make me cum baby" she groaned. "Make mommy cum."Outside the bedroom door, the form began to slowly undress, watching Margie's self-pleasure with rapt attention. The shadow half hidden in the dim light.Stepping back from the door, the sound of light banging as it moved the door then deliberately shifted items on the night stand. Then, drifting out the front door of the bedroom.Startled by the noise, Margie whipped he fingers out of.