I watched as she worked. The pony was showing no signsof losing the erection, but didn’t seem particularlyexcited, either, as I would have imagi...ed him to bewhen sexually aroused. He seemed to be tolerating itmore than enjoying it.“Oh!” Helen exhaled, “all the b***d ran out of my armand it aches. This is hard work!”She stood up, rubbing her arm and looking at the thing.I could tell what she was thinking. Here is thismagnificent thing. How can we keep it from going. She looked hot, I had to say, I mean it was the punk era and the photos the girls all had short skirts and safety pins everywhere and some wild colours in their hair.If she had looked like that at my school I would have fancied her!I left the photos but found myself thinking about her when I was wanking later that day, I felt guilty but rationalised that I was thinking about a sexy 16 year old punk, not my mum. At breakfast one morning mum was opening her mail, as there was just the two of us. Her long and slim belly is wide open and I could see that it is very soft, white, voluptuous & a little plumper, smooth and slippery. She has a round and deep holed navel exactly in the center of her plump belly. Her pallu covered the right breast and was revealing the whole of her left breast. The breasts are big, firm, round, tight and standing just erect facing in front. The breasts are big enough that they would not fit in one hand and so succulent to satisfy ones desire. I could make out. Click. Paula kept the appointment book right on her desk in front of her. The sign-in sheet was on a clipboard just outside the front receptionist window, with a pen chained to it. The waiting room was empty. Having completed the daily patient billing and rescheduling of appointments, Paula consulted her mental list of down-time activities to carry out while they waited on their tardy patient. She looked at the shelf on the left wall. No files were out of order. Nothing was amiss or askew in.