When someone shoot gun, you start running.Understand, fat spy cow?”.My mother, in all her naked vulnerability, could do nothing but silently nod yes.....Immediately after the hoodlum’s little speach, two of the men grabbed mother’s arms and pointed her in the right direction.One of them pulled out his handgun, aimed for the sky and triggered a shot.Without hesitating, mother started running.She was surprisingly fast for a middle-aged, overweight woman, but I think running for your life does that. That one seemed to be the most reasonable, and it had him worried. When his wife had left him three years ago, it had been such a shock to Tom that he had gone into a deep depression. Some of his friends had finally convinced him to get some professional help. One of them had recommended a therapist named Peggy Callahan. Tom had called her, and over the next several months, she had helped him cope with not only the disaster of his marriage but a lot of other baggage he had been carrying around.. We were both wrong!Wendy's next appointment arrived and she walked in with a big smile on her face. I noticed immediately that under her thin knitted top her ample breasts were unsupported and also she was showing a fair amount of thigh too from under her short skirt. Again I caught Jen's smiling face and wink. Wendy was a hypnotist dream, going under so easily. Again her story was of the same unknown man making love to her, I could see her breasts rising and falling rapidly as she gave her. ..the floor was absolutely soaking.WOW!...Ive never made a lady Squirt before, it was so horny I immediately pulled her back onto my cock ,I re-entered her and went for it, I tugged on her tights waistband and then I pinched on her titties as she pushed back, I pushed in, making her flesh slap about again, the nylon was causing a friction on my cock and balls as I pulled the tights up a little so my cock and balls were rubbing directly along the waistband and into her pussy, she wanted my cum.