Richie didn't seem to care that it was daylight, that they might be caught by Vivian or Donald. He was too eager to fuck his mother.And Lana was eager...to get fucked again, too. Her resistance faded as her son locked his lips around the stiff, red nipple of one enormous tit, sucking hard on the crimson cap of the milky tit globe. Lana whimpered and spread her thighs. She pushed her hand down, squeezing and jacking her son's meaty cock."Oh, baby, you make me so horny in spite of myself," she. ’ ‘And you don’t like her?’ ‘I think the world of her! We realized after the first couple lunches that we just don’t have any romantic attraction to each other. She calls me sometimes when she needs someone to go to some social function with her, and vice versa, but that’s as far as it goes. I guess people see us together at those things and jump to conclusions.’ ‘You telling me a girl that looks like that can’t find a date? I can’t believe that!’ ‘More like she gets tired of men constantly. Then we were splitting up with Lorrie, Jenny and Ching Lee coming home and Marcy, Vicky and me flying on to Kampala, Polokwane and Windhoek, depending on my meeting with the Angel of Death. I still had not told the girls what was going to happen and was not going to.Friday was a blur; all day was spent at Morton. The only break was a VCATS call to Portugal with Biff. Vicky and I assigned Biff the job of manager of the new JBG European Head Quarters renovation.Every day there were dozens of. "We've got a residency at Thorn's Folk and Blues Club," Crystal elaborated. "We're there for three evenings in a row." So where you guys staying?" The Crown Hotel," Crystal said."Never heard of it." It's a dump," said Andrea."That doesn't sound good," said Veronica. "You're not gonna perform your best at Thorn's without a good night's sleep. You wanna stop over here at my place? I've got plenty of room for you guys." As long as it's no trouble..." said Crystal."Not only is it no trouble, but I.