“I didn’t think so. Well, it’s been too long since I taught this brat a lesson, so…”She released her legs, pushed me away, then stood up. �...But you will be sorry. I guarantee it.”She pushed her chair back, took a pillow from the sofa, and placed it on the ground in front of me, then tipped me forward on my knees so my head was on the pillow, with my face turned to one side. With my hands bound behind me, and my ankles spread, my ass and pussy were now completely exposed, and I was helpless to do. It was like an exercise in nostalgia or something for her but, in any case, she didn't seem any too keen to go home, or back to the office or whatever – rather making herself 'useful' by cooking (which I could have done myself, eventually) and even tidying the place up a bit, all while I was reduced to just passively watching.In fact, she stayed late enough to help me to bed – which I didn't need her to – and then settled herself down to sleep on the sofa. I didn't actually need nursing ... and. When Lynne was there, Dr. Donovan ignored her and wouldn't even acknowledge the fact that she was interested in my well-being.When Lynne was gone I got anecdotes of living with a cop or playing full contact football with no pads as a kid. She acted as if Lynne wasn't in the picture at all.One day Lynne wasn't there. "Did I run her off?" She asked."No," I replied, "she had to check in at work."I thought I heard her say "Damn" under her breath.Rob and Sybil, two of my favorite people and best. Her pussy pulsed a warm beat around my meat as I quickly thrust in, making mum huff."Geez, try and give me some warning."I shrugged and sighed in relief as I bottomed out in mum."I'll try."I started to thrust back and forth as hard and fast as I could. Mum laughed and shook her head. I grinned and leaned forward to grab her breasts. She swatted my hands out of the way to unbutton her dress. I moaned deeply as I got my hands on her pert little breasts. They barely filled my hands, but mum was.