“Look Eric, I don’t care what your psycho probes pulled out of their minds, whether they did it voluntarily or not. Rape is still rape. They die.�...�� She looked down at her notes again.Eric Hoffmann just shrugged. He wasn’t that bothered by her pronouncement, indeed in a general way actually agreed with it. He just wasn’t that comfortable with capital punishment in general. He had been a professor of applied psychology at Lancaster University until he had carelessly let slip his less than. As we walked into the room i could feel hands touching me every where, it was so exciting i tingled all over. the mans wife got down in front of me and started to suck my cock to full stiffness again,(this did'nt take long) while she was sucking my cock he was feeling my ass, it did feel really strange but i just went with the flow knowing i could stop it at any time.( i just did not want to) i then felt a different mouth sucking my cock and this time i knew it was a man because i could feel. I don't know waht im going to do without you here son, im going to be so lonely. dont worry mom im not that far away and we'll see each other every other weekend. i still cant believe your so grown up she said. mom began to tear a little and i started to hug her,im going to miss you to mom, i love you. i love you to son, she said while wiping tears off her cheeks. i could feel her huge firm breasts pressing up against me as we hugged for what seemede like hours. my hands were rubbing up and. She lays soft kisses all over my face, still keeping a steady but slow pace with her hips, and stops when she gets to my lips.Fingers gently trailing my bottom lip, her eyes are hooded as she watches me; her grip on my waist tightening as she grinds harder, faster against me. Her eyes close again for a brief second as she moans, her fingers stilling slightly on my mouth. But then she looks up at me again and pulls me to her, kissing me soft and deep.The hand that was on my waist moves to my.