I sprang a woody in about half a second, and quickly sat down at the kitchen table before she could turn around and notice. My mind was a welter of co...fused thoughts. I felt guilty as hell for getting a hard-on from looking at my own Ma, but damn she looked good, better than any of the little prick-teasers I went to school with! Her skin was smooth, unblemished, and well-tanned, without any tan-lines — I knew she sunbathed nude, so did I, but we’d prudently never done it together.. The only hope she has would be for a random person at a random time to happen past and happen to look up. It is hopeless, more so when a shadow from above passes over her.Evony looks up just as the Xenobiote crawls down and around her. He looks like a hungry insect that is ready to devour a delicious morsel. His tongue, long and red, hangs free, twisting and drooling.He brings his head next to hers and says, “What lovely tits you have.”Evony turns her head away in revulsion as his tongue hits. All that happened this morning is somewhat forgotten as she feels the decadence of Donald’s tongue on her.She knows he is very hard as her hands run to his crotch over and over to feel him. She does not want the attention he is showing her to end, but this inner need to feel him hard up in her is taking precedence. But his tongue does feel so good.Donald continues to service Emma, almost as he is paying penance for what he now knows he has somehow done to hurt her. He wants her to cum and. “I am Jack McCoy and I have an appointment.” I told her, watching her expression.She tapped on her keyboard and her eyebrows rose just a touch before she looked back up at me and smiled. “I just need to see some ID, Mister McCoy. I am sorry to ask, but we rarely have male patients here. We have had fathers, brothers and boyfriends who object to someone seeing a therapist. I hope you understand.”I showed her my license and tried not to be angry. Not at her, that some woman, or some girl, gets.