I didn't hire you to talk." You know when I saw you at the conference...I just had to have you!" She reached over and gave my ridged cock a gentle lit...le squeeze.She looked up at me as she untied her robe and it fell to the sides of her lovely bare breasts, "Too bad you can't take that mask off...I love the feeling of a man's tongue pleasuring me."I knew just what to do.I held up my hand with my finger pointing straight up. I hoped it was good enough to tell mom to wait a minute. I pulled her. So unusual to me but oh so great. I pulsated my fingers in and out and fingered myself like I would my ex. Oh the pure raw pleasure I felt. No wonder I never had complaints about the foreplay. I pulled my fingers out to see another large load of Rogers seamen on my fingers. I licked a little more off and started to reach for my cock, which had become hard once again. The feel of another mans cum on my cock as I stroked it while the water still flowed down my back. What was I doing? Why was I. Next day, when I left for the gym, I was still horny. All I could think about was sex and my clothes showed that. I was wearing a small top that left my belly naked and pushed up my tits in an awesome way. I decided not to wear underway so my short leg-ins were marking my bottom parts a little more than usual. I didn't mean to do anything that day but, as I like to believe, my destiny was already decided.When I got to gym I saw the guy at the front desk stare at my pussy without even caring. Music. The melancholy of delicate notes touched my soul telling a story through a melody that ebbed louder and then flowed smaller into a whisper. This was human music which my mom told me about but often said she lacked the words to describe. She was right. These were the best human composers considered masters for centuries beyond their death. And, now, here in The Realm, I was listening to it. Touched in the same way that my mom and many humans before her had been Before Eclipse. In the.