We landed in San Diego, at Signature, where they had a National rental car waiting for us. A Challenger. I thought they looked nice. Charlie admitted ...e’d always admired them and agreed to forgo his normal high-end rental for a sports car. He was glad. This was not a super-duper pony car, but it was a V8 model, and it moved when you pushed the pedal down. Quickly. I did drive it a couple times, and was impressed. I doubt I’m trading Mom’s Lexus in for one, but who knows. My saving grace is we. I closed the door after me as I exited her room and the kitchen was bright in front of me. I thought about making some breakfast for us both, as I past the kitchen and headed for the restroom. I was marveling at the house, how simple and functional it was. It was like it was taken out of history, a classic farmhouse. I thought back on the conversations that my Mistress and I had prior to coming out here for the weekend. She had received a trust fund when she was 23, and had bought this house. She must have tried and failed to get more sex with husband, Simon, who had remained constant in his sesxual appetite, the two or three fucks a month guy. Being the good wife that she was she had not commit adultery with another man, other than her son. Her sexual habit also testified to this biological abnormality. She enjoyed fucking at anytime of the day and in any environment.Bernie's usual trips into town to stock up on groceries and household stuffs were now done together with his mom. . He moaned slightly as I slid my 6.5 inch uncut cock into his manhole. I grabbed his hips and started thrusting my dick in and out I him. I could hear him jerking off as I thrust in and out of him. Five minutes later, I could feel myself getting close. ‘I’m cumming’ I said, giving him the chance to pull off my dick. He didn’t, so I emptied yet another load. This time, straight up inside him. As my orgasm subsided, I could still hear him wanking so I got to my knees. He turned around and I dive.