Once I heard the correct knocks I opened the door to let Harry in. “Hey Harry," I said. "Come for the usual?” Harry was one of the first guys that... I turned into a customer. He was average looking with long sandy blonde hair, sad blue eyes, and a slightly muscular build. If Harry hadn't been a customer I probably would have fucked him for free. “Yeah but it has to be quick I have a date,” he said with a shy grin as he placed fifty dollars in tens on the counter. After counting the money I. I kissed my way down from her tits to her pussy and this is when I noticed that it was completely shaved. I began to kiss her inner thighs and work my way up and in. I ran my tongue up her slit and found that she was soaking wet. I went back and forth from her clit to her pussy hole, tongue fucking her and driving her crazy. She begged for my cock but I wanted to taste her cum so I started to really tongue her clit and then I put a finger in her pussy. She went crazy when I did that saying how. Lifting my feet, she draped my clothes over a chair, and drew me to bed. We reclined face to face, and she held my gaze."Mark, this has been a wonderful weekend for me, but..." she paused, as if searching for words."Me, as well. Are you trying to find a gentle way to tell me that you don't see us having a long term thing? No white picket fence, rug rats, and minivan?"She paused, again. I continued. "Sandra, I truly like you. You are a wonderful woman, and make me wish I was 20 years younger.. And it's all so mysterious. We think some Evil Power may have been involved in what happened to Diana." Gee, Mom, I don't see what's so mysterious. You know Diana has always been oversexed. You haven't seen her orgasming like crazy the way I have every time some two-bit evil genius ties her up and tries to climax her into submission or the way she grinds her hips back onto the tentacles of one of those plantamals that capture her and try to plant their seed in her. I think she just got tired of.