His eyes scanned the whole of her naked body, it was the first time in his entire life that he looked at his mother as a woman. A woman that he wante... so bad, his mother was about 55, her legs were smooth and silky. Her light brown eyes were focused on the bulge in his jeans, he saw her lick her lips whether it was an voluntary or involuntary action he did not know. Because he was too busy devouring her firm and large breasts if he had to take a guess they were at least size 34 E, the size. I want her to remain conscious of her lessening state.I move up to her arms next, and I take great pleasure as I cut away each piece of flesh from them: Being near her head, she can turn and watch as I do this.Lingering with the blade before each cut, I make sure that her anticipation and fear is heightened. Her screams are like music to me and together we are making a symphony of her deconstruction.With her bones stripped, her hand are cut off and added to the pile. The girl that only an hour. You seem like you could be a challenge…something that will end even better than it normally would…I love challenges. Later that day I see you in the corner office and I decided to approach you…fully aware that I am wearing a very low cut black suit. You’re very friendly…even flirtatious. You tell me that I look nice as I return the compliment. We exchange small talk for a little while…moments later I go in for the kill. I get it out of you that you’re single and that you just moved into. But where does my next fantasy begin?You sit there, spent from the attention my tongue and lips have given your pussy. You are wet, and your breathing, although settling down from the peak of your climax, is still deep and labored. Your blouse is still on, and beneath it I can see the faint shadows of a dark-colored bra, and you still have your skirt on, although it is pushed up about your waist, exposing your pussy which is now flushed red and wet all around. You are not wearing panties, and.