Just black nylon stockings and garter belt. We sit opposite each other at the table with candlelight and eat to music of Mantovani. We eyeball each ot...er across the table like in the Tom Jones movie. Then I dance with my mother. She puts her arms around my neck, and I take her big ass-cheeks in my hands and caress them lovingly. My mother rubs her belly against my throbbing hard-on. Then we sit on the sofa and watch television. She sits in my lap, lifts her dress over her hips, and impales. For now, I had a new friend to console. And that was what I did for the next few minutes until she realized she was dumping all of her problems onto someone she had only just met. Apparently ashamed, she retreated into the bathroom to cry. I felt bad for her, but knew there was nothing I could do, so I stayed in the living room and waited. Luckily, I was not alone for long. Less than a minute after my new friend had left, her studly Dalmatian trotted into the living room. The sight of his. I love Furthurmore, but cruising is slow and somewhat tedious. There's a lot of nothing in particular about the middle of the ocean, and as much as I love it, I can see why a lot of rich guys like Paul Allen have their friends take their yachts somewhere, then fly down and join them.Maui isn't that big. It's something like 50 miles long and 25 miles wide at its widest. But you can still put 300-400 miles on your rental car in a week easily, if you try to go everywhere. Which is impossible, but. "This is a prime make-out session time."Completely unexpected. I asked if her boyfriend was here. She shook her head and gave me a smile. Her innocent look instantly turned me on. I took that as an invitation and walked toward her. I pulled her closer and kissed her, and she returned the favor. All of a sudden we are kissing passionately, tongues connecting aggressively. Our hands were all over one another and we were bumping into walls while making out. My erection could have knocked down any.