Rover bounded over to the counter where Martha was standing. Other patrons made noises of shock and dismay. Martha smiled as she saw the cat. She shou...ed into the kitchen, “Six pounds of hamburger served raw!”George shouted out, “Hey, John. Have a seat. I’ll be right out with a little snack for Rover.”At the interaction between George and Martha, the other patrons slowly returned to eating. John smiled as he hung up his coat. He glanced out of the corner of his eye as the woman stared at. The last time I had been at this place, my therapist (Cathy) came back in without warning and caught me - or came close enough, anyway. I'm still not sure quite what she saw before she backed out of the room, apologizing. I threw the small towel over my cock, which was gripped tightly in my right hand. In any case, she either explicitly saw what I was doing or figured it out easily.So, I hadn't been back for about three months, and was pleased that Cathy was nowhere in sight. I doubted she. I pulled my limp cock from her and watched as my jizz trickled from her cunt and trickled down her ass crack. The next night I pleaded for mom to go out. I even took her to the club and dropped her off. This time I waited in the parking lot. After several hours, I saw mom walk out with some guy. They walked over to a car. I decided to walk over and see what was going on. I put on a hat and sun glasses, I got there and the door to the car was open and there was my mom laying on her back in. They walked over to the driveway and Rob touched his hands to the hood. “Cool car.” Robert was gazing at the blue convertible with that look teenage boys get when looking at cars—or women—that they truly desire. Ronnie giggled a soft feminine giggle. “I never knew you liked cars honey?” Her face beamed and she continued. “Well I guess all boys like cars.” Robert frowned. He didn’t like being teased and called a “boy” by Veronica. He did like being called “honey” however. Ronnie sensed her lover.