I could smell her perfume. Almost sense the warmth of her body. I could imagine the scent wafting up from between her breasts like a deep fragrant blo...som. My view down her blouse front was of luscious soft melons and a hint of very feminine brassiere holding them up for my pleasure. It made words catch in my throat and my breath come rapidly in jagged breaths. I could feel my chest heaving with excitement. The air was heavy with our body warmth and some kind of wildly delicious sensuality that. I felt my cum was building up so I removed my cock.After removing my cock our blood started oozing out of her ass, some blood was there on bed sheet and my cock.M: aaaahh what happened son ?I: made her lay straight on her back,placed 2 pillows under her ass, without warning her rammed my cock suddenlyM: you never change do u? I m here itself son I m not running any where ! Why do you want to hurt me?I: I like to hear to those moaning and cries.M: you are such a prevert vishu!I: again went on. Mom didn’t prod her but instead asked how my workout had gone and if I would be there the following day.Normally, my eyes would have been solely and intently focus on Lois without the slightest regard for the world about us. In the briefest of glimpses, I would have been memorizing the little lines about the vermillion of her lips or the tiny upward smile lines curling out the sides of her eyes as she spoke. I could always have stared at her at length, lost in her radiance. However, part of my. I would prefer not being recognized by a thug," It obviously sounded as reasonable to Robert as it had to Chief Deputy Webster."That sounds prudent," he said."I'm not the TV guy," I said to him, but why not have the camera man film you walking up to the car with your cane. It will kind of put the whole story in context." I suggested. It would also shift the viewers attention to Robert. Hopefully I would just be a sideline. I expected him to agree since TV reporters are all attention.