But I was wrong. Boy, was I wrong. Okay. Let's get this out of the way first. My Mom and how to describe her. I mean, Moms are Moms, right? They just are. They're just always there when you need them. Like beans. Or clean underwear. Anyway, Mom is Jessica Jane Peterson. A thirty-nine-year-old no nonsense all American girl born and raised in skinny the Southern Bible belt and as prim and as proper as could be. Married at nineteen to anal an asshole. Divorced at thirty-seven to the same adulterous drunken asshole who walked out one day and never came back. Mom is the Doris Day type. Five-seven straight up and down with shoulder-length white blonde hair that was always immaculate wherever she went and whatever she was doing. Bright blue eyes. Thick lashes. A slightly off-center nose above raspberry pursed lips that were always painted a deep lipstick red. Mom had always been pretty svelte but as the years passed by she sort of filled out and had ended up with a nice hourglass figure with what I innocently imagined were decent boobs and a round firm butt. doggystyle Not that I had ever really thought about them in a sexual way you understand. Honest. At the beep, I stood up. So did Mom. "Where are you going?" I blurted out as handjob I looked at her in shocked surprise. Mom took my elbow and steered me along the aisle avoiding the people left in the waiting room. "With you, silly," she said as I tried to resist, "Knowing you, you'll clam up and blowjob we won't get to the bottom of your problem. Besides, I've known Doctor Meadows for a long time." Will looks at her foot then up at her and chuckles “relax” will said Adria said. “We have a room with complete privacy booked.” I squatted down to look closer. Without hesitation, skinny the violent stranger thrust his cock deep anal into my soaking cunt! “If you ladies wouldn’t blowjob mind, I’d like to hug my son,” his mom cut in, and they released him. I'm sure Lola won't mine.” She continued to play with her ass-hole with the other. John eventually worked his way doggystyle back handjob up onto his feet. When I asked if it was a problem, “Not at all Goddess. She told me to wait for her text after 6 o’clock to get instructions on what to do next.