" And I headed out to the kitchen.When I entered Mom was standing at the sink doing some sort of motherly thing and I took a second to admire her from...behind. She was not very tall, a little over 5 feet, but she was nicely shaped with a definite hour-glass figure. Her legs were shapely and very attractively melded into flaring hips that were just right. Her bum was also shapely, wasn't too big and just cried out to be grabbed and squeezed. Long deep brown hair fell right down to her shoulders. Drip. Her eyes open to the near pitch-black darkness of her surroundings and the shadows of the flickering lights don't do much to help her blurry vision despite her slayer senses when she tries to focus. Figures seem to form in the shadows and as they group together she starts to remember what lead her to where she is. * * * Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Buffy stands in the doorway of the Scottish Castle's Medical Wing, leaning against the frame and completely uncertain of what to do. Beep.. I had helped change the oil on a couple of them back home, working for the only person who would give me a job, Mr. Chambers. He told me that Harleys were the Mercedes or Jaguar of the motorcycle world and the owners were very proud of owning them. I thought I might own one someday, but that dream died almost as quickly as it started when I found out that the first Harley we worked on belonged to Lisa Hartwell’s father. He didn’t know I worked for Mr. Chambers. No one in town did. I was happy. He was happy to oblige. Using his fingers and lips he brought several to just short before entering them. The heady musk of women in heat only fueled the desires of his women. It turned out to be a continual stream of orgasms as one after another announced their satisfaction. As usual Rhoda took her turn last so she could sleep on top after her cum.Fully sated the women cuddled in close to David as his weary eyes closed. He didn't open his eyes again until morning. They were just finishing.