”“Oh Melina ... Suddenly, I feel just like I did yesterday. I think there is someone under my desk sucking my cock, do you see anyone?”“No, bu... I see your big cock ... that sure is a nice on you have there, Sir. I bet you love to fuck all the young girls with it, don’t you?”“I sure do, goodness I feel like someone is sitting on my cock now.”“Goodness, I have never been fucked. I bet it feels good doesn’t it?”“Oh yes, this is some real tight pussy sitting on my cock now, I wish I could see. I couldn't stop coming. This isn't the first time I have done this though. A single mother needs her release. And what's better than thinking of your own son while fucking yourself?My son Timothee was a MAN. At the tender age of 20, he was almost 6 feet and 170 pounds with a body of a Greek god. He was a hunk. A fucking masterpiece I gave birth to and raised. I have a right over him and it is his duty to pleasure me right?He always had a string of girls attached to him and every night he fucked. I had to get up, I mean, what could she be thinking with me still kneeling in front of her, that I was going to propose to her? I don't think so. Putz comes to mind.I then realized I had two problems. If I stood up yes she might see the bulge in my jeans but that took second place to a more painful predicament. Somehow, for unknown reasons, while I was working things down there had, and how should I put this, taken a wrong turn at Albuquerque and had actually become trapped while trying to. He's covered wars, hostage situations, even the assassination of major world leaders. Lately, though he's fallen into the Human interest stories. It suits him just fine. He's done his time. Let someone else cover the biggies. "I'm standing," he continues, "in front of the famous Spells-R-Us store located at the mall. I'm about to step inside and meet the Wizard himself." Kenneth turns and walks into the small door to the inside of the Spells-R-Us shop. A small bell rings above the door. It was.