He rode over heath and heather, field and meadow, up hill and down dale, through lands alien to his eyes. And everywhere he went he asked the people h...e met if they knew where he could find fame and fortune. But the people just shook their heads and muttered that there wasn't much call for fame and fortune in these parts. They were peaceful people and not much given to such high and mighty things.On and on he rode until, topping a hill one day, he saw stretched before him a vast and dark forest.. "She got up, and I watched as her beautiful naked body walked over to the table on which the headset was sitting. She picked it up and plugged it into the phone, then put it on her head. She looked like a porn-star-turned-receptionist! It was actually very cute."OK, now I am really ready! Where was I?" she said as she used both hands to effortlessly grab her tits again.As I watched the show, I started to get an idea.I got up, and walked over to the couch. My view was getting better, and when. "Come on! . . . come on! . . . cum for me! . . . you can do it! . . . come on! . . . you can do it! . . .cum for ya mom! . . . cum for ya mom!" Feeling cum flowing into my balls I groaned loudly. "Aaahhh! . . . aaahhh! . . . aaahhh! . . . mom . . . I'm cummin! . . . I'm cummin! . . . mom! . . . ya making me cum!"My body convulsed as mom's wanking and her vocal encouragement brought me off, my legs clenched repeatedly against mom's thighs making a slapping sound ring around the bathroom as. With her picture on it showing that she was over eighteen. She needed a valid drivers license.In Alabama a persons social security number had to be on the license and a photo.Robert went to the Birmingham Public Library and searched the obituaries for the name of a deceased girl that would be twenty one now.He found five that might do.He called the home of the first on his list and the person that answered the phone was obviously black. Robert apologized for dialing the wrong number and hung.