Standing naked in front of the hotel bedroom mirror, applying her mascara, Sandy couldn’t decide how to approach her most recent experiences in Cape...Town, a city at the southern tip of Africa. Writing about Table Mountain, taking the cable car to the top, describing the beautiful panoramas of the city, the sea, the visit to Robben Island (where Nelson Mandela spent close to twenty-seven years in prison) and even the friendly people of South Africa was not the problem. No writer’s block. She refused truth, so only one choice is left.“Take you dress off!” This creature ordered she in a coarse voice, vibrating some unclaimed molecules in the air, pressing its audience to obey.After a few seconds silence, instead of obeying this sound, she cringed. In one sense, she was way too startled and afraid to do as he said. But the truth maybe she was just too shy to do that. Anyway, she also didn’t reject. Somehow a small voice inside her suggested her to wait and see, so she followed.And. I’m a baby and “Iwanna fuck my mommy’s asshole today!” hahahaha This wasmy lifetime dream come true. I was hard and ready. Isquirted a lot of KY lube onto mom’s hole and rubbed itall around. I stuck one finger in her asshole and then pushed in asecond. I pushed and pulled in and out in an effort toloosen up mom’s butt hole. I don’t know if it helped,but when I put my KY loaded cock at the entrance, itgave me a little resistance, but then it just sort. She laughed. "Fourteen!"I was telling her all the things that went on when I saw Dan's truck pull in. I didn't wait for him to walk in. I ran out and hugged him."Wow, punkin," he said. "Was your day bad?" No, baby," I said. "I wouldn't say 'bad'. 'Interesting' is a better word." I hauled him down and kissed him, right there in the middle of the park. We went in and talked with Helen.And back to Dan:"I talked with the trailer people today," I told Helen. "They said we should see them here around.