But he's your son - I protested in my head, as I turned away from his spewing form and my own fingers dug into my gash. Just the same I had to admit ...n all honesty that my son was what my 'salty/sassy' mother would have said of hunks like him, beefcake: as in "wouldn't mind a roll in the hay with that beefcake!" Like mother, like daughter - highly sexual.I waited until he made his exit, it was as hasty as his entrance. I don't know if he knew that I knew what was going on, (but then if I. There are probably a couple others who could be at the front of the pack with us if they had any love of running, but they show up in the middle of the pack because they don't want to set themselves apart." Right now I'm trying very hard to set myself apart." I said with a snort."Ahh, another refugee from the Hew Blegget school of hard knocks?" Tank asked."He hasn't laid a finger on me so far, but last night might've been it if I hadn't spun my staff around a few times and suggested he might be. Without Sharon knowing, Carolyn decided to watch TV in the living room. As she was sitting down on the sofa, she was just about to turn on the TV when she noticed Sharon spread on my table. Needless to say, the TV never got turned, but Carolyn managed to get turned on again. As Sharon was getting her finale with extra benefits today, I could hear Carolyn. She had another loud, but muffled in the cushions, orgasm. Sharon was satisfied and still riding a few waves of pleasure when I heard Carolyn. I got the impression that he was a pretty intelligent boy. We made a stop at a liquor store and I asked him his choice. He preferred Scotch and I bought a liter bottle of JW Black with the soda. As we pulled in the motel parking, my heart was pounding and cock was rising and throbbing. For being sure that he was under no compulsion and wanted to get this meeting going, I told him that we do not have to go in if he did not want it. We could just forget the whole thing and I shall drop him back.