” he stuttered as he walked to the table and sat with his back to her.Mary got up and went inside and started laughing uncontrollably. Jenny came to...her daughter to find out what was so funny.Mary controlled her laughter enough to say, “Bob got a hard-on when he saw me and covered it with his book.”Jennie laughed with Mary, then said, “Wear your suit until you go to bed. I want to see how he handles being around you and the rest of the family.”“Okay, Mom. This is getting to be a lot of. ” Jen agreed, still refusing to meet her mother’s gaze. “We’re both going out with him.” From the thunderstruck expression on Mrs. Reed’s face, Jahn guessed her ready to keel over, and he reached out to steady her elbow… only to be completely ignored. Having raised two daughters on her own, surviving one husband and the imprisonment of another, Mary Reed was made of far sterner stuff. No heart attack, no fainting. “I… see. Fiona will be in tonight, or is she gone for the weekend?” ”She’ll be. Being shunted mostly to the sidelines of social life, she had developed a keen observational talent. People watching was by far her best skill, and it was this that made her decide to become some sort of diplomat after school. And it was this talent that had helped her to notice that Harry wasn't living up to his potential. After observing Hermione Granger, she understood why: he didn't want to be better than her. Further contemplation made her realize that Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger had. She wanted to fuck me but I was just too nervous. I never had the real thing and didn't know how it would go. It was like I was scared and held back. I regret in a way of not taking advantage of the opportunity. But we still enjoyed her turn as she stroked her amazingly nice cock/clitty on my ass while I was bent over and she came on me. I remember rubbing it all over my ass. It was somewhat romantic and I never been so turned on or so satisfied. Someday I’ll get the chance to try the real.