Marge will say once she finds out I almost finished the whole thing.It took me a couple of hours to finish my proposal, by then it was time to meet Ms... Marge at her place. I got dressed in a black short skirt, a cherry silk blouse, and a pair of garters.I found her apartment building and took the elevator to the fifth floor as her card said, when I was about to ring her doorbell I heard a shriek coming from inside. I knocked on the door relentlessly until I heard her voice from inside. I waited. Sonya was in the shower recess, already soaking wet under the shower. I took in the vision of her lovely body, with her slim, but curvy shape, and those modestly sized, but perfectly shaped breasts, their nipples a dark shade of pink, and her patch of pubic hair, now slightly darker than usual because it was wet.My cock hardened even more at the sight. Sonya smiled, and opened the glass door, and she stepped closer to me in the opening. She put her hands on my shoulders, and pulled me down to. ” I made my U-turn so I could go to Charles’ left.I looked around. Nothing was familiar, not that I expected it to be familiar, I didn’t drive at all in Henniker. Except when we turned off the main road and on to Rush to get to Beck’s house. Now we were on Prospect. Chuck directed me left again on Maple, left on Main, immediate left on Rush and stop.A girl stepped out from a house with the famous oval with the three A’s. She was carrying a large thick book.She said, “You have to be Mom, also. “Good boy,” she whispered in my ear.I felt her put a pillow over my face.“Let me take care of you, i'll make sure you forget all about those dirty women.” I could feel her tongue wrap itself around my dick. Just as I was about to cum, she suddenly stop. She sat on the bed, took my hand,and bought it under her dress. She was not wearing any panties.y felt the warmth of her vagina. It was deep, warm, and very wet. My fingers were all but sucked inside.“Why are you doing this?” I asked.Instead of.