"Somebody could walk in here any second." Good boy," she cooed, pulling her shirt back down. "Two hours of work. Then we can play." Yes, my queen," sa...id Bob, gravely."I like that," she said, and then turned to her work.There was something about knowing it wasn't all just a flashback because of a former bad acid trip that calmed him. It was still surreal but he was finally, tentatively, beginning to trust that he wasn't being punked, and that for whatever incredible, unbelievable reasons this. "Well let's do it honey" she said in a sexy husky voice, which may have been intentional but was most likely her voice cracking due to nerves, and she lowered her lips to my member. Moms tongue stuck out between her lips, floating just millimetres away from the tip of my dick for what felt like eternity. I cold see mom was thinking hard and I was worried she was getting cold feet. Suddenly her extended tongue pushed forward on to head of my penis and sent shock waves through my whole body. I. Clausen. Anything," as she parted her mouth and placed her full lips on his.An hour later, the secretary saw Mr. Clausen leave with a magnificent look of satisfaction on his face. Her intercom phone rang."Melanie, when Mr. Clausen phones in the future, will you please say I'm unavailable?" Yes, Miss Patterson," the secretary said as she smiled. "One more successful afternoon for my boss," she thought with admiration.All the other secretaries were jealous of her because everyone knew that Marcie. Their entrance into the Wicker Goat drew a lot of attention from the people within. Perhaps it was the fact that they were a group of five people of different races, or perhaps it was the crusty bits of mud, marsh, and blood sticking to their clothes and armor.“Welcome, adventurers,” Lankus declared. He waved and signaled them to an open table.As they settled in around the table, Lankus walked up carrying mugs of ale.“Here! This round is on the house,” Lankus said. “How were your adventures?”.