‘He was a guard here. More machine than man. He was also an inmate, one of the first patients here. A psychotic strangler. Reformed, they say…but ...eally, I never thought so. His appetites were just….curbed…I’d say. And now he’s a bit senile, and more than a bit dangerous. He doesn’t think anyone should be awake, certainly not without permission. I don’t know why he would leave the detention levels though.’ ‘Senile? He’s old?’ ‘Batty as hell. I don’t think he slept half as long as we did. That. Her movements were no more aggressive or ambitious than before, but each time she drove herself back onto me, it made that wonderful slapping noise that I enjoyed so much.I had to pay close attention to both of our orgasm monitors. Due to her tightness, I was rapidly approaching my own orgasm. Greta was gaining on me, but it was going to be close. If I went off first, then we would have to start again. I could tell that one more good orgasm from her would give me all of her power, but I had to. I remember seeing the clock and it was just after 6pm and my mum was talking about dinner, so I agreed that we have a KFC, as usual I asked for the large popcorn chicken meal with extra large fries. So my mum and brother decided it was best they went to get the food as I had almost a whole bottle of champagne to myself.While they were out, herself and I were sitting on the sofa with the television on, we were talking mainly about work, cars and memory's. We had Happy Gilmore on the television,. She doesn’t wear panty. Her pussy has lot of hairs.Me- ( kissed her hairy pussy) mom its look like a forest.Mom- you dont like it ah?Me- I loving it and placed my index finger and rubbed in order to find hole.Mom- what are you searching in a forest?Me- I am searching for my sweet mother’s honey.And I placed my mouth over her pussy and starts kissing like mad and she started to moan and push my head away from her pussy. I made her sit on sofa and placing her legs on ground widely. And I sat on.