Later, in the lull between lunch and supper, the young couplecame in again, the man whom she, Ursula and Regina had met in the dreamlast night and his...wife or girlfriend. (They didn't wear rings, butthen she hadn't seen wedding rings on any of the nomads; a lot ofneospecies had abandoned or reinvented some old-style human customs, andshe'd heard of people who got matching tattoos, or brands, or startedshaving matching patterns in their fur, or etched symbols into theircarapaces when they. Before I knew it I was lying there with my rock hard cock sticking up like a flag pole and my mom wide-eyed in amazement. Slowly she reached down and placed her smooth palm on my cock and started to move up and down on it. This caused me to let out a moan and she looked at me and giggled. She continued this for another few seconds before I saw her reach around and unzip her nightgown. It dropped to the ground and there was my mother in a sexy lace bra and a Victoria Secret thong. I felt the. Kit hadn’t finished so his cock was still a steel pole pressed against her stomach. Betty felt the pressure on her skin then pulled her head back and whispered “Do you have to do it again?” She was again showing her naivety. Kit didn’t answer her verbally, he pushed her to her back once more, mounted over her and slipped back into the hot velvet center of her body. When he couldn’t push any deeper, he bent his head and kissed her, “Yes.”Betty’s eyes flared wide, she smiled sensuously, she. Mitchell's office." Hi Kelly, it's Ginny McCarthy, Jamie's mother." Oh, right, like I forgot who you were. Geez. How are you and how's myfavorite patient? Ooops, bad Kelly, she's not supposed to tell you that.Forget I said it. I like all of Dr. Mitchell's patients equally. Exceptfor the one that comes in smelling like she fell in a vat of perfume.Somebody needs to tell her that being a woman is not determined by howmuch fragrance you use. Oh, and the one that thinks that spandex.