She refused to speak.“I said are they a 36C? Tell me now.”“Yes, they 36C.”His hands then slid down her naked stomach and stopped at the top of...her thighs. Seconds passed like an eternity as she waited for his fingers to invade her cunt. She knew that this was coming but the wait made it worse. Suddenly, he removed his hands from her body. She did not know why but she let out a sigh of relief.Robert removed his nightstick and after placing it on the nape of her neck, forced her to bend forward.. Making a final check on her, satisfied he had the dose correct. She should be out 90 minutes. One more look around and he was sure no one saw. Getting in, the monster purred to him. He was calm and collected, completely at peace. The drive went fast and easy. Getting home he back into the barn and waited… cooling not letting the monster have its way yet. The cooling of the engine matched him. It ticked and popped. He waited. At the 92 minute mark he heard her stir. Moving around and coming. .. ten years older than mom." Maybe... I never asked her... I didn't care," I laughed.I pulled my finger out of her pussy and stuck two in. She moaned as I began working her with both fingers, twisting and turning them inside of her, and sometimes tapping her clit with my thumb. That made her grunt each time. I reached over with my other hand and squeezed her big, luscious tits with it. Fuck she had great tits.I told her the story of Mrs. Jones while I finger-fucked her.*One saturday I was. A slight whiff of cinnamon swept across me.I step out of the shower and stand there dripping. I remember the feeling of helplessness and the apathy hits me hard again. I have to work really hard to reach out for the towel. I wrap it around myself and go into my room. My waitress uniform is on the bed, pressed and clean. I feel tears well up, my Mom is so wonderful. I wish I could be wonderful back to her. I sit down and cry, I do that a lot nowadays.“Here is how this is going to work,.