"Seeing hanging carcasses and bodies on tables being dismembered was a bit unsettling to Cathy. But her rotation in autopsy and surgery had prepared h...r for the sight of blood and the smell of it. Looking around she saw clean human carcasses and parts being treated casually but not abusively. And the bright light illuminated everything."Hi Helen. New goat?" a man asked as he was mopping blood toward a drain."Possibly Chris. Cathy, this is one of our team members, Chris." Glad to meet you.". As he walked towards the sinks, I turned and said, "Darn, I wanted to see you go off". "Better not in here", he said. However, when he got to the sinks he turned and came back. "Why not, until somebody comes." He unzipped, pulled out his pecker and started jerking off. Wow, this was erotic I slowly stroked my own cock. It was hard and pointed straight into the urinal. His strokes were fast and frantic. His cock grew thicker, his pink cockhead was fat around the corona ridge and narrows to a. During my visit, I had got a strong undertone of sexual attentiveness from him. Given his masculine demeanour, however, I dismissed it as a figment of my overactive adolescent imagination.A few months before I had begun to have strong homosexual fantasies, but Jonas was conclusively not my type.Before falling asleep that night, I decided that I would go along with his proposal the following day. Pure logic simply dictated that something needed to be done and that my mother was definitely in. I worshipped her body while I knelt before her, I untied a silky bow and her teddy slid to the side to reveal her huge mounds of breastmeat on her heaving chest, she rocked from side to side and brushed her erect nipples slowly over my mouth and face.She stepped backwards towards the bed and lay down with me attached to her like a leech, sucking her nipples and rubbing my knuckles over her clit. We wiggled against each other as she nestled into a comfortable position on the motel bed. My.