Walking through the door, I call out her name. Putting down my breifcase I feel her embrace me from behind. At once my body both relaxes and spikes. T...his is the sensation I have around her. Savoring her arms wrapped around me I lean down and kiss the back of her hand. She is here with me and the rest of the world quietly recedes.Slowly turning, I press her arm against my chest so as not to break the hold she has on me. Seeing those blue eyes that have followed my dreams melt away the distance. Is Noah Miller there?”It was for me but I had no clue who this was. I reply warily. “Yes, this is Noah.”The woman's voice says in a friendly tone. “Hello Noah. I apologize for calling you so late. My name is Doctor Amy Nelson and I am your mother's psychiatrist.”I am hit with a bolt of worry followed immediately by confused curiosity. Why in the hell was my mom's shrink calling me? “Uhhh, okay. Is...she alright?”“There's no emergency or anything Noah. There is nothing to worry about.” She says. His ass muscles were flexing and his hips heaving. After he subsided, we stayed locked together for a while.It was not easy to pull away. So many of my senses were so fully engaged. I could smell his musk, sweat and sperm. My taste buds had been satiated with his cum: thin in texture, but pungent in taste. My throat had been stretched by his cock, my mouth was still full of him, his pubic hair was pressing on my face. And one hand was on his ass, holding his hips top me. Before finally pulling. They were covered in drool, making it easy for him to fuck them.Robert reached down and pulled the shirt open so that her hard nipples were out. He squeezed her tits, his big hands covering hers as he groped and squeezed her tits harder than anyone ever had before."Mmhm, so big and soft. You like getting your tits fucked, don't you?" Robert asked."Yes, sir. I do, I love it," Lara nodded eagerly."Good, I bet the guys want to put their cocks between these fat tits, too. Tilt your head down, suck.