She was holding a butcher's knife in her meaty hand. When our eyes met Eric blinked with surprise and then he started babbling."What was she?" the man...asked.I didn't answer him immediately. Instead I glanced down at the robot again and then back at Eric. When I spoke I asked him a question instead."When did this ... woman start working here?" I asked the man bluntly."She just started working here today," Eric the bartender stated. "Philips from the Graf's guard dropped her off this morning when. They were all under thirty, liked to go to the gym or played sports, had good jobs and were single or so they said but that didn’t bother me. I was a bit over whelmed really. Was I about to fulfil my dream of very exciting gay sex with a handsome man? Friday dragged on for what seemed like an eternity, got soaked going to the train station, no seat on the train and a full in-tray on my desk and I guess watching the clock, constantly staring at the second hand going round was not helping the day. She moved her hips in rhythm with me, and it was a tremendous experience to watch my mother's gorgeous round ass humping back and forward to fuck my pleasure pole. Then I leaned forward and got a hand under one of Mom's tits, which were resting on the counter. I found a nipple and began squeezing it, as Mom's motions kept rhythmically pressing her soft tit against my hand. Then she put one of her hands down between her legs and sought her clit. I could feel her fingers against my cock as we. "We kissed deeply, tongues entwining in a very unmother-son way. As our breathing returned to normal our hips started to move again, driving my cock deep into her cum filled pussy.This time our lovemaking was more leisurely our immediate passion and lust already satiated. We kissed and touched each other, savouring the feel of our joined bodies."O god mom, that feels so good, I've wanted this for so long." O Mikey so have I, but I didn't dare, it's so wrong baby." How can it be wrong, something.