All the time she held my eyes with an unmotherly sultry look. My cock was painfully hard as I watched her lascivious display.“Your father used to lo...e watching me finger fuck my pussy,” she simpered. “He doesn’t watch me anymore.”I swallowed hard. “Mom, this is going to be difficult for both of us. Let’s just get it over with.”“It’s not going to be difficult for me. I’m going to enjoy having my son shave me.”Mom smiled. Then she moisten her lips, extending her tongue out to an improbably length. She almost came just from the lovely feeling. She touched her outer lips and it sent shivers through her and could hardly remain standing. She quickly sat down in her lounge and placed her legs over the arms of her chair so that she could enjoy her own touch for the first time in what seemed liked eternity.The arousal of her own touch consumed her. Her clit stiffened and bobbed out, wanting - no needing - some of the touch her lips were enjoying. A slight brush of her clitty with her forefinger. Friends. Acquaintances. But they were legitimate sales, and the buyers were very pleased with their purchases!" Well, that's... interesting. I'd like to see some of your work." You're going to. You're going to see one of my paintings -- tonight." Tonight?" Tonight, yes. Right now, I mean... At the apartment." All right. But you still haven't... told me what it is, that's making you look at me so strangely." Just wait," Ellie said. "... Right up here -- at the corner -- turn left. That building,. "Can we just get this over with?" I stared at her in disbelief, surprised by her directness. Here was this tender moment I though we were having, and she just seemed to slice it open with her remark. What happened to that young girl that was oh-so-desperate for love not so long ago. I imagined her cold voice telling me that the young girl was dead. Dead and gone and I had helped her die. It was as if I had taken a knife and repeatedly stabbed her and ended the innocence of a child. She moved.