After the fuss Mel had made that morning about me watching her peeing, even though I hadn’t really seen anything, that was the last thing I was expe...ting.One of my semi-regular assignations was a big fan of water-sports. They didn’t do much for me but I accommodated some of the woman’s milder fetishes, such as peeing on each other in the shower, because of how turned-on it made her: she’d practically rape me afterwards.Mel’s look hardened to a glare and her hands positioned themselves on her. I had just finished at the toilet when the door from the bedroom opened, my mother in law standing naked licking her finger. I knew by that she had fingered herself while listening to us, she offered her finger to my mouth, pure old woman’s fanny juice.She sat on the toilet pulling me to her, her hand lifting my limp cock to her mouth and began to lick it. Her daughters love juice smeared along my cock and her mother was licking it off. I was to knackered to have another stiffy but the mother. Can we sit, Carol?’ She was mystified but agreed. There was a small sitting area in her office and they sat there. ‘Carol,’ he began, ‘This is no casual trip down memory lane for me. I’ve been asked to come back here as head of the heart surgery team, and I’ve accepted.’ Carol was intensely pleased immediately and without a thought said: ‘Matt that’s wonderful!’ He smiled at her, and went on: ‘There are a number of things then, and I need help with some of them.’ ‘Yes,’ she said, ‘Just name. There they were: Evans. South Grafton. And a phone number. I tried to call. Busy! What nerve! I’d shower, dress and try again before going out for a drink. But first I looked at the directory beside the phone in my room.There was a LandRover dealer here in Port Macquarie! My pamphlet read: “When a vehicle is operated in extremely arduous conditions, a dusty, wet or muddy terrain, more frequent attention must be paid to servicing requirements.”I phoned the “Service” number. Could I bring the.