She must have come from the office and ordered a strong decaf.I kept looking at her and struggled to control my cock which is already putting up a fig...ht. She was savouring her coffee with a nice smile when I thought I would try my luck out. I quickly moved to her table and asked whether she knew anyone by name X who works in her company. She was startled at first but she smiled and said no.I introduced myself and I kept staring at her lips while she uttered the name ‘Manvitha’. I could smell. "I know all this stuff over the past few days hasprobably provided a bit of a distraction and excitement but before thatyou didn't leave your room for days on end. I've really loved spendingtime with you this weekend, Zach, and I don't want to lose that once thisbrief excitement has passed. Hey, maybe you should be taking these,"Holly smiled sympathetically, lifting the large bottle of Anxigen up withhalf-hearted playfulness."Yeah, maybe," I said dismissively, looking away. "Look, I'm not. He took his time with me, always made sure I was more than satisfied. He pushed the issue of having anal sex again, knowing I wasnt thrilled about the idea. He was fingering my ass every time we would have sex, saying it kept it opened for him. After the second week, he had me taking daily pregancy tests. Always meeting me in the bathroom in the mornings and having me pee in a cup. I had to do it in front of him, I started to get the feeling he didnt trust me. It was like he was taking control. The urge to touch her engorged clit, constantly present… and whenever a free hand was available, it sought out her wanton pussy to try and satisfy the itch… an itch that could not be sated by her fingers alone.Alice Gorman had still to confront her son on the matter of him seducing her own mother. A woman of sixty-two… god… what kind of sexual b**st had she brought into this world? What kind of grandmother was she, that would let a teen, nearly fifty years her junior… and who had only recently.