.I'm cumming!" she whimpered, looking at him, as her hips began to buck out of control. Robert held her and pushed his fingers deep. "That's it, mom.....cum on me! Cum on your son and enjoy yourself!" he growled, and leaned over her, as he watched mom orgasm. "You're soooo beautiful mom, and I love you so much!" he smiled, pushing in and out of her pussy, enjoying her gasping for air and the blissful look on her face. She just lay on the bed, trying to catch her breath, and Jocelyn knew this was. Or at least I hoped she felt that way.He said he understood, and would be as easy on her as possible.The next morning, as Carole lay sleeping, the blonde woman from the temp agency was back. She asked me if we could talk privately.We went to the Meditation Room. Nobody seemed to feel like meditating that day, so we had it all to ourselves.Now that I knew that Carole was going to be ok, I was more observant. She reminded me that her name was Celeste. Celeste was petite and slender, with only a. “Is she here?”“She’s in the hospital up in St. Louis for another week. She is in pretty bad shape, but she’s getting better. I’ll send her here to Atlanta when they release her,” he answered. It was clear to her that the woman was not in good shape from the way he spoke about it. With a worried look on his face, he explained the situation. “She was thrown out of a car and run over. She had major damage to her hips and legs.”She felt terrible. The mention of her hometown brought back memories of. Her panties were unceremoniously flung somewhere, but Rebecca didn't care. Rome slid a single finger down her damp slit and she cried out and thrust her hips up. "How long has it been for you?" he asked her suddenly, watching her watch him, his eyes a dark mirror of her own. "What?" She rasped. She could hardly think. "I asked," he repeated, and slid another finger down. His enjoyment to her reaction was obvious. "I asked how long has it been for you?" "W-why," she panted, hips uncontrollably.