It was lovely, no denying that -- but I was desperate to be taken by Mom, eager to get acquainted with the glistening prick that jutted arrogantly fro... her pelvis; wanting it deep inside me. I closed my eyes, willing it to happen. Then her soft, yearning mouth covered mine, and somehow that eased my tension as I parted my lips, inviting her tongue to play. It was a relaxed but ardent kiss, Mom's way of telling me Take it easy, honey -- we've got all day to make love. As I sucked on my mother's. Well, well."I expect my mother would relax, unless you have these printed up just to go out and pick up young women," I laughed."I'm afraid I'm not all that clever but you're giving me ideas. Ah, here we are," he said as he clicked his remote and the BMW sedan's doors unlocked. He, of course, let me in first and then whisked me to a restaurant that I'd certainly heard of but never eaten in, well, until this evening.His reception there by the staff had this girl rather amazed, while perhaps they. I raised my hand and smacked her bared bottom with my open hand. She gasped and wriggled a tiny bit more as I spanked her other ass cheek, making an identical pink imprint to the first one I had left. As she wiggled in my lap, I could feel the heat from her pussy radiating through her skimpy panties and I could feel my own arousal against her leg. Instead of spanking her a third time, I ran my hand along the inside of her thigh as she parted her legs to allow me to slide my hand all the way up. She bent her head low to whisper more quietly. "Are you serious, Pete?" Dead serious," I said looking into her eyes. "I seem to know all the major events that are going to happen in the future." What I didn't tell her was that my knowledge of these events only went up to September of 2003."Do you think this happened when you lost your memory?" she asked. "Like maybe you lost your memory because it got filled with all this other stuff? You know, Carl Jung had theories about the collective.