The two of us sat in a tender embrace like lovers for a solid fifteen minutes before Mom untangled herself from me."Jake, can you rinse off the dishes...for me? I'm going upstairs to start the water." Sure, Mom. I'll be there in a minute," I responded.I gave her a quick kiss and she strolled out of the kitchen. As soon as she left, I tossed the dishes into the dishwasher and dashed up the stairs. I entered her room and headed towards the bathroom. I noticed the d****s were down and candles lit. I stared at her. She was wearing her spectacles again and I noticed they had a slight tint to them and I suddenly felt a deep empathy for her. "Mike. Mike Sloane. We sort of met briefly last week before everything got a little mad in the asylum." OOooooooooh, I remember you," she exclaimed. A soft flush crossed her face as she pulled her stick to her chest and stuck out her hand, "Tenth floor, right?"I laughed as I took her hand - again. "Yep, tenth floor," Then it hit me; she was shaking. I spread myself farther to allow its prick to sink all the way in me. He pumped himself faster and harder into my clenching hole. His knot made its way into my hole. I groaned feeling it stretch and fill me up. I cried feeling his cock thicken inside me as he poured his seed into me. Oh god, fuck me, boy, I said moaning and stroking the Rottweiler beside me. The lab pushed his cock into me letting the rest of himself flood my cunt. I caught my breath as the lab pulled itself out of me. I. I was afraid she was going to faint, and she damn near did. The check was for five million dollars.Terry recovered, then her eyes flared. She was mad! “What in hell is this?” she demanded. “What am I supposed to do for it?”“Nothing,” I replied softly. “It’s payment for work you’ve already done.”“You’re kidding!” she exclaimed, becoming angrier.“Not at all,” I insisted. “Do you remember the night we met? The only time we’ve ever been together, for that matter. Do you?”“I remember ending with a.