And what are we doing about the owner's programme when can we get started on that?" Hey," I said. "Let's take the recovery slowly. Finish the script f...r the buyer's event. Do the voice over if you're well enough. Start back on exercises when the Doc says it's OK and we'll think about the rest after that. OK?"Rachel smiled. "Thank you, Sir," she said. "I'm sure that very thing is going to be fine."I thought she was probably right.While Rachel recovered we were able to pick up one of the others. Part of it was that I was embarrassed - I have no idea why I’d thought Dr. Williamson was out to get my mother. I completely trusted him, and it was obvious that he was just there to help her.Just like he’d helped me.That was the main cause of my quietness - I don’t know what he’d said to me - when I woke up, the hour had passed, and my Mom was beaming at me, tears in her eyes.Ugh. Lame.Why didn’t Mom get that I wasn’t a kid any more? Didn’t she get that she was embarrassing me?And so for the. He could feel the heat from her arousal as she rubbed against his hardness. Holding her close, he continued to ravage her breasts as she moaned, his hands drifting down to cup her perfect ass through the tight denim of her jeans. Tammy pulled back again, her nipple popping free from his mouth. Sliding off his lap, she shifted to kneel between his legs and quickly unbuttoned his jeans, freeing his engorged cock from its constraints. With a smile of anticipation, she went to work, her tongue. Her eyes were nailed shut in pleasure so he eased the door open just a little farther. She pulled her shirt back, revealing her large, perfect breasts and began to massage them in large circles, stopping to pinch and pull her nipples. Her other hand began to slide back to her bare pussy and he almost lost it when she rocked back and spread her legs, sliding her fingers across all the wet, pink places he loved to lick so much. He was glad to see her wetness trickling down felt his own cock.