. funny ... not gigantic dick ... big yeah ... but not porno stuff ... fits real good thought ... Peter opened the door and was greeted by the sight o... his date's mother waiting for him on her knees, clad only in a garter belt smoke gray nylons and black high heels. She had heard them come in.Maur said, "I thought that stuck up thing might have left you horny, so I thought I'd be ready for some instant relief." Who could refuse such an offer? Peter was in front of her and she was pulling his. But I instinctually freak, yelling like “Mom, what the fuck, look away”, all of that, and after like a minute she replies with “Sorry, I had to get my debit card” really casually.Alright, still – pretty normal story albeit with a weird addition. But after this, I don’t know, it feels like something changed. She came home and I thought there’d be no mention of it, but the first thing she asked was, “Have a good time while I was out?” with a little grin and then hugged me a little.That’s not too. No part of his body was unaffected for all of his nerve endings burned slightly. Porter tried to ignore ramping pain, deliberately not mentioning a word of the discomfort to the old man. What was the big deal: he could drop dead tomorrow from an exploding nervous system or he could wallow through the pain of building a miserable life in the midst of a devolved, primitive society. They probably did not even know the word “accountant.”He gave himself a chuckle; at least he would die thin and. . Leave the rest to me."Pepper gulped, eyes wide, as her assistant slowly dropped to her knees before her. The redhead then reached for her left leg, hands soothingly slipping down the back of her bare, tense thigh. Reaching the ankle, Natasha's skilled fingers began deftly unclasping the high heel before pulling the shoe free.And then she began. Pepper groaned, amazed, as her new assistant began kneading her sore foot, massaging her aching limb perfectly. After a day spent tromping between.