Hell, it might be me and Chuck. Are you okay with that?” She said, “It's fine with me if Chuck’s okay with it.” I said, “Sure,” since Chri...ty and I were no longer a couple and Jennifer was a slim five foot three, one hundred and twenty pound sexpot with a stunning eighteen-year old body with long exquisitely shaped legs and a perfect pert ass. She had long flaming red hair (a true redhead I might add), blue eyes, and a set of pouty red-lips made for sucking cocks. She also had a nice firm pair. I watched the time and as I rose I felt like the evidence of my arousal had passed. “This is impossible,” I thought as I walked along the row of cabins on our deck. “Was I so horny that I’d fantasize about the woman that raised me, the woman I called Mom? How sick is that?” I asked myself. When I got to our cabin I knew I was presentable and tapped on the door.I went in and Mom was standing in front of a wardrobe mirror, “Does this look okay?” she asked as she turned towards me.“You look. ” She took a moment to steady her breathing. She hadn’t realized that her breathing had gotten heavier. As she pulled her robe open the material brushed over her nipples causing them to harden. Another shiver caused her to pause. She now stood there completely exposed to his view. She felt herself take a deep breath as the thought set in. She stood there waiting, not sure of what he’d have her do next. “Are you enjoying this,” he asked? “A little,” she said.“Would you like to continue. The next time she looks around 40. She is just over 150 cm but doesn't want to tell her weight. She is slim that is pretty clear when she uses shibari on herself and pulls the rope tight.She has long and thick black hair until the small of her back. She once told me she wanted to have it cut short because it kept getting into the knots on her back because she had difficulties holding it away when she was tying the ropes on her back. I told her that I didn't want that to happen. I believe that.