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to Brenda, the receptionist and went back to Mom’s office. Brenda knew who I was and waved me on through. Elise, Mom’s secretary was not at her desk. I walked past her desk and opened the door to Mom’s office. "Mom, I want to take you to ... shit!" She was naked and on her knees. Mister Erickson stood in front of her, also naked. His wrinkled old butt cheeks sagged down behind him and his potbelly rested on Mom’s forehead. You notice how in times of extreme surprise a person tends to note little irrelevant details? For some reason I noticed his cock was not all the way hard and his balls hung down low. His pubic hair was as gray as the hair on his head, what little he had left. It was not a pretty