She rarely wore a bra, and wasn’t wearing one that morning, and Mr. Donley’s eyes kept darting down to the bumps her nipples were making in the th...in fabric of her low cut, silk blouse.Brenda smiled to herself, thinking she had the advantage in whatever conversation was about to take place, and said, “What’s this all about, Mr. Donley….your cryptic call this morning was very disturbing.”Still grinning that silly grin, Mr. Donley got up from his desk and walked over to his office door, locking it. She could almost imagine herself in a world with no other humans, wandering the post-industrial wastes and watching the chaos spring to life with thin, warped plants as the years went on. The key word, however, was ?rapist?. Most Earth rapists are outwardly ordinary men with a sickness that drives them to brutalise women, but do not devote their whole life to the career of abduction and ravishment. They do not necessarily train at the gym or in martial arts in order to overpower women,. The head, by now was dripping precum which she moved her head forward and licked up with her tongue. She kissed the head a little then took it in her mouth, sucking like shed seen in porn movies and moved her head up and down on his dick, taking more every time. Her tongue licked at every part she could and her hand started jacking off the rest she couldnt get. He curled his hand in her hair, pulling her more on him, almost choking her now. She was so good at this, he thought as he got closer. Your father used to shave me. He always kissed my pussy after he finished.” She pouted a little. “But as we got older, he lost interest.”“TMI, mom, TMI!”“If you want to kiss it, I wouldn’t mind!”I held one lip delicately between my thumb and forefinger as I trimmed her pussy hair. Mom was so wet. my fingers kept slipping. I repeatedly dried my fingers on the towel.I gently pushed her ass cheeks apart. There were a few scraggly hairs on the lower part of mom’s pussy near her anus. I leaned in.