They show his mother in sexy poses every bit as hot as the women in porn mags. She’s forty, with neat dark hair, a good figure, long legs, big heavy...tits and a hairy cunt. Right in front of Richard, driving us both wild is one of her squatting on the kitchen table downstairs just in black high heels, leaning back so her big boobs swing up and with her legs spread as wide as she can get them pulling her hair ringed vagina wide open. Suddenly the bedroom door opens and in walks Richard’s mother.. "Hey Baby," I asked, "Do you ever fantasize about anyone while I'm fucking you like this?" She stopped moving and said, "Stop". I thought she meant stop talking about fantasies and kept sliding into her. She pushed back on me then and said, "I said Stop!" Then she fell forward on her side and started sobbing. I was stunned. She had never fallen apart like this before.I moved my hand over her back and said, "I'm sorry Baby. We don't have to talk about fantasies." I kissed her shoulder. ”He pointed to the diagram of the system that he had on his screen, and Lee studied it for several minutes. She then scrambled around the machinery. She slid under the coolant piping to where the offending pressure sensor she believed faulty, was located. Shining her small torch onto the device, she checked it over.“Hey, Kyle, can you bring me the liquid soap?” she yelled out. Lee felt a hard kick to her ankle. She peered back up through the piping to see a furious Rodger glaring down at. I heard a knock at my door. I didn’t like having visitors. I figured it was some other student that was lost and in the wrong building and thought my room was theirs. I got up and went to the door. When I opened it I was shocked to see the other girl from the dream. It was the girl that was Skyla’s friend. The one who was happy about being right next to the boys dorm. I quickly rationalized it to myself that I must have passed her when I was coming to my dorm and that was why she was in my.