As I sit on the bus to work, reading through the paper briefly on the short journey, my mind is already wandering to the end of the working day. Which...public toilets will I visit? What am I secretly hoping will be on offer? I have to put such thoughts on hold, because my cock is starting to grow again in the confines of it's cotton and lace prison! And once into work, the drudgery of the day ahead begins once more, despite the differing attire to the rest of the week. Over coffee and tea at mid. Brown and picked up the hose giving the nozzle up twist to tighten it up. I said that was your problem the nozzle was loose, and I looked up seeing her standing there in her wet T-shirt for the first time, I stood frozen staring at her with my mouth hanging open as my cock began to throb. She thanked me for helping her and invited me inside for a drink while she changed her wet clothes, I followed her into the house trying to get my growing boner under control.We walked into the kitchen and she. I started to really struggle now and he moved up over top of me to remain in control holding both of my arms up over my head. His cock was now pushing the crotch of my panties aside and I could feel his hot cockhead just starting inside my pussy lips. I was getting crazy now and yelled out for Gina. My yell was interrupted by a scream as his cock pushed it's way into my pussy, deeper and deeper stretching me like never before.After several short jabs of his cock, opening me up a little more. But it’s a bigger problem if your mom is mad at you. You need her to not be mad at you so you can convince her to trigger whatever contingency plan she has. And all you need to do to get her to not be mad is apologize and then make dinner tonight.”She glared at him again. “You’re saying I should make dinner for her? While she’s mind-controlling my mom?”“Let me put it another way,” Will said. “If your mom were to wake up from something like you’re suggesting while she’s safe and at home and.