What had I expected to see? A slut of a woman with guilt written over her face? I don’t know. I certainly felt like a slut. I had just had sex in a ...ublic car park with my best friend’s husband; what else did I need to do to qualify as one?What was worse was that it had been a truly exhilarating experience. Okay, it had been short and crude; I had come nowhere near to climax but my arousal had been incredibly intense. Something deep inside me had just been reminded what really passionate sex. “Please help me get her undressed.”Kate noticed that Dmitri averted his eyes while the doctor and Natalie pulled Rashmi’s sweater off. He went to work taking items from the duffle, including sections of an IV pole which he assembled. He then hung a couple of plastic bags full of liquids on the arms of the pole. Rashmi moaned a bit and briefly opened her eyes as they exposed her injuries. Natalie gasped but the doctor simply frowned when they saw the serious bruising on Rashmi’s torso. Based. With my thoughts elsewhere, the blood in my cock drained back into my brain. I tried to comprehend what my mother was talking about. There was no way she was begging, telling me to fuck her. (Hours later, I'd push my prick to the edge with self-abuse thinking about my mother standing over me, tears in her eyes, shaking her fist, demanding that I rip off her clothes and force my seven inch cock into her overheating cunt.) The reality shriveled me to the size of a peanut. I felt like crying.. I replied saying Ok ma’am. She said oh boy! Very good. She sat on my dick rubbed her pussy onto it and licked my nipple. And her hands were rubbing the bruises she made on my chest. I felt nice and really calmed. She kissed my chest, my neck my cheeks I tried to kiss her but she didn’t allow me to.I was laying she kissed my whole upper body even my licked my arm pits and then she looked into my eyes and she was said I am wearing a purple bra do you wana eat it? I said yes ma’am.She got up and.