It was a very long day, longer than the previous night had seemed to be. But as the afternoon went on Minerva’s periods, well I can’t call it cons...iousness, because I’m sure she wasn’t fully compos mentis, as they say. I can’t even call it alertness, because she wasn’t alert by any interpretation you like to put on it. Whatever those periods of confused staring around the room began to get longer, and she managed a few quizzical half-smiles. Sometime during the afternoon Bernie turned up with a. “It feels tremendous in my caboose”. She said. Mason felt her move, noticing her own fingers at her clitoris and pussy flaps. She was very hot. Finally, he dared making slow movement, enjoying her anus to hold him tightly inside as he withdrew. Not only that but it also gripped tightly as he pushed back inside pulling her butt cheeks together also. The novelty of the act, heightened excitement and the incredible pleasure brought his release relatively quicker. The heat started to build in his. "She turned back to Hank and gently kissed his forehead. "Be a good boy," she said. "I'll be back again tomorrow."She picked up a light coat, squeezed Fiona's hand as she passed and was gone.Fiona looked at Hank and felt like crying. His face was badly bruised and his mouth and lips swollen and cut. His hands were on top of the blankets and there was a tent over his legs. He was looking at her almost apologetically.She moved forward and took his hand, her eyes never leaving his. She bent over. I think my mom was just as excited as I was once I came home and told her and Blaine that I had a ‘friend’ coming over for dinner. I don’t think Blaine was quite as excited about it as us, but he hid it well at any rate. Mom was sitting on the edge of my bed right now watching me run all over the place, clothes being flung everywhere. “What about this?” I asked, holding up a red and black mini skirt outfit. Mom’s eyes went wide as she took in my suggested outfit. “Where the hell did you.