As luck would have it, he wandered over to the large rock in the field and began sniffing. Rachel had left her scent here and Max could tell. He barke...d and sniffed some more. Carrie gave him some encouragement saying “What’s that boy? What do you smell? Is that your mates’ scent?”. They would edit out her voice in post, of course, but she wanted Max to feel comfortable and happy as they shot. He cocked his leg and sprayed some of his urine against the rock, then lowering his head, he began to. She felt more vibrant, more alive. She felt needed, wanted, desired. Sensuously, she slid her hands up her sides to her tits. She cooed her delight as her hands automatically began massaging her tits and nipples. Goosebumps began forming on her skin as she dreamed of what she hoped lay in store for her that evening.Wearing only the garter, stockings and high heels, she began applying a little makeup. All she needed was a little mascara around her eyes to highlight them, and some red lipstick to. She was a brunette with olive skin.“Oh, you’re awake Mr. King, how are you feeling?” She asks as she approaches your bed.“I’m sore but I think I’m okay.” You reply. The nurse doesn’t seem to acknowledge Jack’s presence.“Okay then, is there anything you need from me?”You can see jack nodding at you from your peripheral.“Um, actually… yeah. Could you um…” Your voice is shaky, still unsure of yourself. You try to think of an order to give her, but you are still a bit hazy and can’t quite think of. I was near ejaculation when I noticed my mother at the door. She stood there with one hand gently massaging her 38D breasts and the other was hidden from view in the folds of her nightdress. What was I to do? I couldn't say that I was doing nothing. Geez! My cock was hard as a rock. Even knowing that my Mom had caught me in the act of masturbation was not enough to cause my cock to go down. Of course, it did slow my jerking off. I could see that Mom's eyes were fastened on my youthful cock..