All she did was give me a thumbs up. I knew if I said more, it would end badly. *** The waiting room was decorated pleasantly, but a bit too feminine...for my taste.Why do all waiting rooms have to display Family Circle and People magazines? I looked at my watch and it was five till four. Where was Marika?Just then, the door swung open and she came rushing in. She seemed frustrated as she said, “The fucking traffic was a nightmare.” She looked at the other couple there and murmured, “Pardon my. The same bed she shared with her husband. What kind of a slut am I to have sex with my own son? Libby thought to herself. That thought didn't stop her from guiding her son's erect penis into the waiting wet hole between her legs. "Fuck me Tim! Fuck Mommy's cunt good!"It was Tim's first time but it didn't take him long to figure out that pushing his cock in and out of his mother's pussy made them both moan with desire. He couldn't help but wonder if her pussy felt as good as his cock during. Her nakedness gave her no embarrassment and I suppose my words of praise might have helped. It wasn’t until I had really looked closely that I wondered what it would be like, making love to her with this fantastic tattoo, how it might move and appear to be alive. Once thought, the idea wouldn’t go away. I wanted to touch her skin, run my fingers over the colours and trace the outlines. Suddenly, I was almost desperate to run my tongue over her inner thighs, to taste her, to have her, in my. If this was a cartoon, there would be alarm bells and sirens and probably some steam coming out of my ears.He’s asking what classes I’m taking and what I think of Professor Jerry, but I’m fumbling with my phone.“Oh, shit,” I say as I stand up. The room wobbles a bit, but my legs hold strong in spite of the high heels. “Sorry, but I have to go.”I don’t hear what he says. My entire focus is on trying to order a ride through my phone before I get to the door so I can get away as soon as.