....My Mum was a home seamstress, doing odd jobs altering and making peoples clothes. She was very skilled at making clothes fit "just right", and had...a good steady clientele. Sandy wanted a skirt altered, so had organised to come over one weekend.Now, my dear old Mum's biggest fault, is that she can be easy going, and rarely closed the door to her sewing room fully.Sitting at our kitchen table, you could easily see all that was going on in there, not that I had needed to do so prior to this,. The crotch stuck, he knew from her being wet. They finally came loose, she lifted her feet as her panties went past her knees, down to her ankles and off. She reached for the lever, and let her seat lean back. She spread her legs, Mike could see from the dim light, her bush was wild and not trimmed. Ruth began running her finger through her slit. "Don't wreck watching! You'll have something to tell Carol when you get home! I'm already close! You like what you see?" Ruth was rubbing her middle. Another bucket check mark for feet in stirrups. Dr. Morrisexamined my "equipment" as Julie was intensely watching, Dr. Morrisasked, "do you have any problems urinating? "No." "How often do you haveerections?" "Whenever I see my wife." Good answer Dana!I want to see you back here tomorrow morning so I can get the results ofyour blood and urine samples and we can determine a course of action" Listen doctor, I know this is a lot to take in. But, please be honestwith me. Is this just a pipe dream. She closed her lips over it, and let it slide deeper between them. She sucked it lightly, and was rewarded with a soft groan from the guy. Encouraged, she sucked a little harder, and allowed more of it to enter. She could feel both his hands on the back of her head, twined into her hair, and he was urging her to go further and further down on him as he stroked his hips back and forth, fucking her mouth. Before she knew it, she has his curly pubes tickling her nose and his cock head tickling her.