He knew it was Monday, and he had nothing but dread in his bones as he slowly planned out the day in his head. Just another boring, tedious time in a ...lace he really wished he didn't need to be in. But, it brought in money, so how could he complain. At least he was lucky enough to have a job. Blinking softly, his orange hues scanned the roof above his head, before feeling a small disturbance in his blanket. Glancing over to the sleepy figure beside him, he couldn't help but smile to see a. " You've got my ID, haven't you?"Prof handed it over, adding, "I suggest you take out your real ID and leave it in the glove compartment. You don't want to accidentally hand over the wrong one when we're checked at the door." Ahh, I've never actually had to hand over an ID before. Is it safe? I mean, I won't be arrested then and there, will I?" No. They'll just have a private security guard who'll eyeball it. They can't run it, the way a policeman can. If he asks for ID, just casually hand it. The sight of his mother, a woman in her fifties, sucking his cock so hungrily, left him in awed rapture.She held his face with her hand and drew his eyes to hers."Sweetie, I want you to put it inside me... now," she said.Robert, though sexually primed as only a young man can be, still did his best to restrain his lust. This was his mother. He loved her dearly, but his unusual size was ruinous to women's pussies - this he knew - and he did not relish the idea of causing the object of his deepest. "She staggered out about seven, in yesterdays party dress, I had to find her cases." And the Services?" he asked."Sort of a quick change, otherwise no comment." agreed."Right, well you better hang around because the old man wants you sacked." he insisted.Usually I did the pick up, then went home for the morning and then I came back either after lunch and took her on either a Gym run, or Tennis or something else equally important or else merely took her home, or where ever she needed to go..