”“He does.”“Unfortunately, we have a problem here on campus.”“What is it?”Dr. Yamani swallowed and said: “Sir, your son is missing.”...“What? Come again.”“Your son is missing.”“Where did he go?”“That’s the problem, your holiness. We don’t know where he went.”“Are you telling me Khozem just disappeared?”“Yes.”“And you have no idea where he went?”“No idea, sir.”“You mean I left my son under your vigilance, and suddenly he’s gone?”“Yes, sir, that is precise. Except that Dr. Farrukh is also. Lana was the clerk on duty and she had the entire store to herself. I walked in late at night to get some coffee and I got some cream to go along with it. But, not the kind of cream you're probably thinking. I got some fresh "mommy cream" to put into my coffee but instead I just took it straight into my mouth. I hadn't realized that Lana had only given birth a couple of months earlier but I'd always wondered why she looked so hot whenever I'd see her in the store. Lana is a pretty petite young. She is a independent complicated woman, a concert pianoist and independently wealthy from her divorce after a five year marriage. She has waited all afternoon in feverish anticipation. It has been much too long since since she had seen me, I'm the only man who can reduce her to jelly with a kiss. Showered, shaved, and silky with perfumed lotion, she paces the floor, her long sheer dress swishing around her ankles. Her small breasts aching, confined in the white lacy bra, the low cut of the cups. And then there were no fingers and I felt the distinct shape of the knob of her cock pushing gently against my anus. Carla leaned over me and said into my ear ‘Just relax babe’.And then she pushed it in further and it felt nice, no pain at all, just a lovely feeling of being ‘occupied’ back there! ‘Hows that feel babe?’ she asked and I just grunted in reply. She began to move back and forth ever so gently and I relaxed even more. I found myself looking forward to the thrusts and began to move.