There was something about the whole mother/son taboo which had drove her wild. The taboo was unbelievably hot. "Good boy," she said, jokingly patting ...he top of my head like I was her puppy."You haven't cum yet," I noted, offering to do something for her. "Do you want me to rub your pussy really fast? I could lick it." There's no time for that. But who knows? Maybe when we're back in our room, we can have..."Before mom could finish her sentence, someone called out with a Dutch accent:"Jane, are. I sit waiting in the hotel room, dressed only in my shorts, with which I am vainly trying to hide a throbbing hard on. He hopes, he prays, he eagerly anticipates that maybe you will come. No promises, you said, but I told you I would be there, waiting and hoping that you will have the courage to act. Suddenly I am awoken from my reverie by a tap at the door. I hasten to it and open so that you can slip in. We do not say a word. We do not need to. We both know why you have come, and why I am. Edward is to blame for his death, not you,” she replied reassuringly.“You don’t get it. People say I’m smart, that I’m a genius. Yet, I couldn’t come up with some way to sabotage his plans,” Hiro continued.“Because he was reading your thoughts,” Melody reminded him. “It wouldn’t have mattered how intelligent a person he had captured, Edward would have known the instant they tried anything to circumvent his will.”“I still should have done something. I still should have found a way to stop him,. It was strange walking around the house without Michael there. I heard the shower on up the stairs, I couldn't resist and made my way up the stairs into Cassie's bedroom. Her clothes neatly folded and her bra and panties sitting on the chair in the corner of the bedroom. My horny autopilot took over and lifted her panties and was amazed at how wet they felt. The conversation on are drive back must have really got her going. I sniffed and licked her panties which drove me wild, in fact I said.