Catching an occasional glance, she has a pretty face behind a pair of black rimmed glasses. If she stands I only get to see her shoulders above the hi...h counter. She’s about 40 -45 with mousey blonde hair and can only be 5ft 2in may be 5ft 4 and a light frame. I’ve never even spoken to her until today.“I’m sorry to keep you but as you see everyone else has gone. Can I help you?” she asks with a Cornish accent; which I find sexy as hell. Standing before me is a slight, attractive woman. Her. "Uh, huh, Would you care to explain yourself, son?"I glanced over my shoulder "Not if I can help it." I winced at Dad's glare."Ohhh, bad call," TreFual said."Turn around," Mom said "Who were you with?"I turned around, rubbing the back of my neck, I noticed it was getting tender, too much rubbing I guess."A female."Mom shifted her weight onto one leg. "I know you John. If you were with someone your own age you would have said 'a girl' or said her name. That means you were with a woman." Her eyes. While the hijackers were distracted, I ran out and went into fight mode. Everyone watched in panic and fear. Few of the passengers even cheered. I first attacked one of them with a MMA-style takedown and pulled a capoiera on one of the others. Then, I took his knife and slashed the leader's back from behind. The leader then turned around and I spin-kicked him in the face. The other hijacker was behind me. So I turned around, took an ambassador's glass of gin on the rocks, took a sip, spat in. He didn't know how to react. His mom was pleasuring herself and although he knew he just had to go back to bed and try to sleep, he couldn't fight the urge to move closer. And that's what he did! With silent steps he reached his mother's bedroom and a gentle push was more than enough to slightly open her door and give him a glimpse of what would change his life forever.Alison was fucking herself with her fingers while her other hand was rubbing her clit with great intense. Eric was speechless!.