Say! I don't suppose you've had dinner yet, have you?" No, just a couple of bourbons so I'm nicely mellow.What did you have in mind?"Beverly smiled at... him invitingly. "I know this GREAT little place about a mile from here. Very quiet and very casual... actually, it's my place."Tom looked at her a bit stunned but recovered in time to give a small shrug and a smile."With all the kooks running around, I'm not in the habit of inviting men I just met back to my house, but I feel very comfortable. Mom:- I can’t do it son.Me:- Ok mom. you can leave out of my room. Even if i am die without urinate, or something went wrong with my manhood due to infection from urine don’t get worried.I turned and acted like in serious anger. I know that my mom is light hearted and will get worried about my situation. Within a minute i felt something above my face. Yes… It is my mothers flower designed large size panty.I turned toward her and saw she is staying there without any reaction. I started to smell. " The deep gruff voice sounded a bit peeved."I sorry darling," I apologized teasingly, "But I couldn’t get away from the office as early as I wanted to.” I started kissing the fingers on the hand gripping my arm, running my tongue around his wedding ring as I told my lie. In truth, I was so busy making myself cum, I'd forgotten all about the time. A disbelieving “Hmmm.” sounded behind me.“Do you forgive me?” I asked coyly as his strong hands began roaming over my whole body. He tried grabbing. "Dare, right ... I got that," he nodded and finally did write it down. "What, um ... are you related to..." he looked at his clipboard, " ... Mr. Brocken?"I didn't understand and I didn't know who Mr. Brocken was, so I just sat there, watching the blue men put my Master on a wheeled cart. He was in his pajamas and they covered him with a white sheet before strapping him down. I frowned at that."How long have you lived here?" the grey man tried and again I had no answer for him.The man looked at.