Is that a problem?" she said in a confused voice.I was reaching out with my mind with all my might, but I for some reason I couldn't get a lock on her..."I'm sorry for not showing up for that appointment. Are you free in say fifteen minutes?"There was a pause, then she replied, "Yes, I have an opening. But I have a client scheduled right afterwards. I'm afraid I still have to charge you for the missed appointment," she lied."Uh, okay, I guess. I'll be there in flash... bye."My heart was racing.. This year, Mum had been able to make me promise to be her escort to the costume party later in the evening. Again, taking me was just to annoy Dad. But, since we were going to the party, Mum insisted I had to be in costume also. I gave in. I usually gave in when Mum insisted on something.Mum would not tell me in advance about her costume. Neither did she want to know what I would be dressing as until the actual night. Mum’s enthusiasm was overwhelming as she became more and more excited the. Oh yes." I smiled down at my very willing toy, pulling out and rolling her over onto her tummy. "Get your ass in the air." I ordered, guiding her hips up. I pulled her by her hips and guiding her with my hands, positioned her on her hands and knees, as I took my place behind her. With my cock still hard and wet, I shoved straight in all the way to the hilt in one motion. She moaned in pleasure, as I adjusted my rhythm, and I reached around and below her, to grasp her breasts and knead them. I. The doors opened immediately, I got in and pressed the button marked ‘2’.The lift stopped on the second floor and I stepped out looking for room eight. I found it after a while, it was actually numbered 28, and knocked on the door. It opened, and instead of what I expected to see, Cal, a young man, a few years older than me stood there.“Oh!” I exclaimed, “entschuldigen sie bitte. Ich suche Cal? Calista?” “Sie ist nicht hier, Sie ist beim Tanz in der Mensa,” he replied. I made my way back.