She was an attractive woman with a certain sort of sex appeal I must say even as her son. Mother wasn't overweight but she also wasn't as thin as she ...robably was 20 years ago. Her generous breasts looked firm and still defied gravity. She wore a low cut, tight, sleeveless, black top that revealed a healthy portion of cleavage. She wore dark blue jeans that also fit tight over her ample hips. Her blond, shoulder-length hair was pulled back tight to her head and her lips were red and makeup. Either way I’d love every second. Finally stretched and adjusted to the cock, I can sit down on its full length which prompts an involuntary moan from my throat and my breathing is getting more labored by the minute. I can feel the firm head of the dildo bumping up against my cervix and the girth is putting a wonderful amount of pressure against my vaginal walls. Unable to sit still any longer, I move up and down on the dick starting off slow and then riding it hard and fast like it was my last. About that time, Genie's special police scanner picked up word of a jewelry store and warehouse being robbed. Well, we can look into that, since everything else seems quiet right now. We headed down town and parked a couple of blocks away. I asked Genie, "Is there anything that you can tell me about the jewelry robbery?" Yes, the alarm came through from a beat cop who noticed something unusual going on. He investigated and appears to have been attacked. For some reason, he had not been heard. I had discovered the joys of exhibitionism; and Margo had recognise that.The cruise had got away to an exciting start; I felt my life was expanding.The Norwegian Fiords were awesome. For Margo and I especially, this was a real taste of an exotic land. We had stood out on deck, arm in arm, as the S S Coronia slid us silently past majestic mountains. Small sunlit villages appeared beside glacial waters, so remote and other worldly. Margo had squeezed my arm, " We've shared this together, my.