After we were done eating, we continued to indulge in our wine and chatted about how we could not believe how old we had gotten. After we finished out...the bottle, we paid our bill, left the restaurant, and wondered up and down the halls, giggling and getting a little frisky, before deciding to head back to our room. Simply for thrills, I slid my hand up and underneath her dress—giving the people behind us a quick view of her spectacular booty which was beautifully draped in a black and white. Mother was having a very difficult time.Mother was one of the Crazy Drivers.Mother was invited to stay an extra week.She did.While she was learning, I was learning how to take care of my passengers as if I were a professional Chauffeur.The school put me through a shooting course...”Don’t tell your mother.”I learned where the Royce had hidden compartments and how to get into them...”Don’t tell your mother.”I learned that several of the hidden compartments were armed and ... indeed .... X. hadn't sent me into their home to hear about mom and apple pie. Where was this alternative life-style Jason had told me about? Finally, after almost an hour of pleasant conversation that led nowhere insofar as The S.E.X. Report was concerned, I broke the ice, and mentioned I'd better get down to asking some questions. As a matter of course, considering the adult subject matter, I asked Art and Ruth if they'd mind excusing the children."No way," Art really surprised me by answering in a firm. She did so silently and I took her gently by the shoulders and sat her on a large rock nearby. I bent down and slowly pushed aside her chain of roses and spread her legs apart and began sucking on her pussy as though I was dehydrated. I felt her body rocking and when I glanced up I saw her head was tilted back. I wanted nothing but to please her, and in this wild environment, in this beautiful and surreal setting, nothing seemed to matter but us in that moment. I stood up with my long, thick.