"That's interesting," I said finally."What is?" Mom replied."Look, can you see that the amounts I'm producing each day aren't that much different? Tha...t means that even if we miss a collection or two, we could probably just work out an average."Mom smiled at me. "I see," she said. "So what your saying is that we can fuck once or twice a day without worrying about collecting you're cum to measure are you?"I blushed, hearing mom be so blunt."Er...actually I hadn't thought of it that way," I. He told her that his investigation was complete and that he needed to speak to her in his office. She tried to make him bring the results of the investigation to her house but Don insisted on meeting her at his office. He felt that he might need some "home court advantage" on this one.Marie walked into his office about two that afternoon. She was dressed to the hilt and she was tanned and fit. She looked like a million dollars and she knew it. She was every man's nightmare."Well, who's he. "Just shifting through the sands of time, hunting a memory." After a second, she swings her head around to stare at me. I can see her age in the harsh light of the side lamp, the deeply lined face, the halo of silver hair."What are you here for anyway, Kis?" I'm sorry to come by so late, but I wanted to get the notes you've finished, so I can type them up tomorrow." Whatever," she mumbles, staring intently into the box, apparently having found what she was looking for. I move off to the long. Pretending to not knowing he is there, I let a soft moan escape my lips, “Mmmm," and my fingers pull at my already taught nipples.I watch Andrew moving slightly closer as I slide a hand down my soft skin, stopping at the top of my bikini bottoms. I hear a soft gasp come from Andrew as my hand slowly slips under the waist band to my warm honey pot.My fingers rub up and down my wet slit as I continue teasing my nipples. Then without being subtle I remove my hands and reach for the baby oil..