He was pretty sure he’d be able to get it up again by then. He turned to Isabel. ‘I’ll be by your office on say . . . Wednesday? About nine-ish?...’ ‘How about nine-thirty?’ Isabel countered. ‘I have to do morning checks until then.’ ‘Nine-thirty it is,’ Mr. Terrance said, leading his wife out the door. ‘Finish getting dressed,’ she said, enjoying the idea of Torrie driving her home with a strange man’s seed trapped in that wonderful ass. ———— —————– A little while later . . . ———— —————– Torrie. So many of them are dressed in such provocative ways. I am not angry about it at all! I walk in to the market to pick up some milk to take home as I am listening to Mozart on my phone and not trying not to pay attention to anything, but then just like that, a glorious vision pops up in front of me. A striking Latina who is just beyond belief gorgeous. She is tall, with long hair, and she is wearing a short skirt that is barely there; her long legs and back side are putting on a show; and her. " I must have had a weird look on my face because he continued "I dont want anything from you i will drop you off where ever you want to go." I agreed and we drove the short distance to his apartment. Once inside i could tell he was single and if not his woman had no say on the decor. He used the bathroom and came into the livingroom where I was sitting trying to find something on the radio. " You should show me how you make your money." A sexy evil smile across his lips. (I had told him i was. He watched her mouth...the subtle movements of her lips as they seemed tomouth inaudible emotions.His first three squirts of cum landed on her nightgown,the fourth upon her neck. The fifth and sixth hit hersquare across the face. He's always been a prodigiouscummer, but this time he felt like his body wasexploding.He watched his mother run her tongue full circle roundthe outside of her mouth, tasting all the cum she couldget her tongue to reach. With one hand still gentlyholding her son's.