..down to my stomach...down to my clit...back to my pussy...as I rubbed the towel against my pussy walls...as I was noticing that the more I dried my ...ussy...the wetter it got...the more I dried my clit...the harder it got... when my doorbell ranged. It was my lover arriving for his daily session of hot, wet, sticky, passionate sex.I led him to my love nest where handcuffs, blindfolds, feathers, whips, strawberries, frozen g****s and pornos were part of the norm...As my lover walked behind. Put it in slowly." Sharon advised the boy.Jack heard the words but his anxious cock plunged into his mother's tight orifice as if it had a mind of it's own."Owww!" Sharon groaned. "Go easy Jack. It hurts."Jack and his erection didn't care what Sharon said. It felt good to plunder her tight hole with long powerful thrusts of his stiff cock. Sharon couldn't tell where the pain stopped and the pleasure began. "Owww! That's it baby. Fuck Mommy's ass good. Fuck me. Fuck me!"Jack did just that! He. With the help of plenty of remover, my breasts came loose without too much fuss. It was so strange to see me without them. I felt like something was seriously missing and was getting a little upset about it. To keep from totally freaking about it, I got to work getting everything cleaned up. More remover was put to work cleaning the last remnants of adhesive off the breasts and myself.The final check of my chest revealed something I had no desire whatsoever to see. Somewhere, there is some evil. ”Ashley had a muted conversation with someone on her end of the phone, and returned. “Mark? Bobbie wants to talk to you.”“Put him on. I really have to thank him in person, but this is a good start.”A new voice came on. “Mark, this is Bobbie. The information you gave me last week really paid off. When you call the board of Nursing and ask where a licensee has had her Board scores sent, well, that really shortens the list of calls you have to make. It turns out, they even record changes of name,.