Why he was taken she doesn’t know but it has to be real, Sally had heard it had happened to others with horrible results when the instructions weren...��t followed. Slipping the dress on she shrugs it into place, looking again she notices her breasts have been pushed up by the bra forcing her nipples to press hard against the material of the dress. Staring for a second she quickly looks away and checks the time on the bedroom clock 7:15, Sally slowly pulls her coat on and leaves the house, a cab. As I continue my search for one, I have an unexpected visitor.My mother, age 93 at the time, decides it was time to see her son. She flies 2000 miles and I pick her up at the Airport in Denver. Her time with me is in some ways a revelation.She says: It's my fault – and your father's – that you have failed at the marriages. We never argued. We had a perfect marriage and you never learned how to deal with normal marriage issues. We were a bad role model.Well in truth, that is a bunch of bullshit.. "Nice!" He said and then she jerked as she felt his finger go from her pussy up to her assholeThen she felt two fingers move into her pussy that made her gasp. She heard a gentle chuckle from the man. Then to her total embarrassment she heard him spit and felt it land on her asshole. Before she knew it she felt his thumb push into her butt."Ooooohhh! Aghhhh" she tried to muffle her cries of surpriseAgain she heard him chuckle as if amused by her reaction. She felt his hand explore her and the. We both stripped our clothes and threw them in the laundry basket. Then pinned on my favorite jazz Miles Davis ‘Kind of Blue’ on the gramophone (as I said, I prefer old school). I lighted jasmine scented candles all over the glass shelves on three sides of the massage table in our bedroom.I turned off the lights in the room. Yet is warmly lit with candlelight. Set the air conditioning to ambient temperature. I walked Rithika to the massage table and made her lie on her back. I saw my reflection.