I was on my back with my hard-on as far into my own mother as it would go. She grabbed the dress by the skirt and pulled it up and over her head and a...ms. When she dropped it to the floor I could only stare at her nudity. I didn't think my cock could get bigger or harder but looking at her tits, her body and pussy crack caused me to swell even more. She rocked her hips, leaned over and put her hands beside my head and ordered “Fuck me Roger. Fuck me until you cum in me and I'll give you an 'A+'. She had said it was difficult, but she was remaining strong, wanting to end the relationship and move on, to get what she wanted.At their next meeting, Mistress Theresa sat in on the visit. Partly to ensure there was no more nastiness that had been widely reported in the ‘gossip network’ amongst the staff around The Dirty Wives Club. But also she was there at my request.After lengthy talks between the couple, Mistress Theresa made her move. She informed Leka’s husband that there had been an. She must NEVER BE FORGOTTEN. I loved her like a daughter.Tears stained the page.Today on this wonderful autumn day I am heading down Dale Road to that, sometimes, make-out spot to search for evidence my sister was there. I decided that searching close to twilight would be best since if somebody did kill my sister and lived nearby they might see me. I can only risk two or three attempts or I could be caught or possibly murdered. It is always dangerous for any single young woman to be travelling. You're not blind, are you? Look at her. She can hardly talk. And he didn't get that smile on his face like that from any drugs I prescribed. Poor girl can't even dress herself." What do you mean, I can't dress myself?" Go look in the mirror, Nancy." I'll look, but I think you're just being a smartie pants, Doctor Bradley." Ooh, Doctor Bradley. Smartie pants. You go look in the mirror and then we'll talk, young lady."I went into the bathroom and turned on the light. I had to shut the door to see.