She continued and the similarity to a magician's patter got stronger."There is nothing unusual about the mattress or pillow ..." she paused "except t...at the pillow is strapped to the head of the mattress. That is to stop it sliding when the patient's head is elevated. OK so far?"I nodded."Then we will cover the mattress to get ready for you."The four of them spread a blanket over the mattress, tucked it in and followed with the bottom sheet. There was nothing unusual about the blanket or sheet. " So I have been told," I sighed, hating getting compared to him."No, no, no, not in looks, although you definitely are sexy like him, but you have the same strange fetish," Mom said.I couldn't get past the reality that Mom had called me sexy, even as I adjusted my stiff cock under the table. "What are you talking about?" I asked, as I glanced again at the waitress's shiny legs...literally unable to resist the magnetic pull of the nylon."You are a legs man," she said.I shrugged thinking the. The power of Janice’s orgasm finally forced their hungry mouths apart as she wailed and moaned loudly, legs flailing at Don's pistoning hips. "Oh there-ohfuck-there ohgod baby I'm cumming," she squealed. "Oh don't-don't stop, fuck-fuck me, ohgoddam I'm f-fuckin' cumminggggggggggggg." Don responded by growling deep in his throat and lifting back up on his arms as he hammered into the howling, humping black wife with renewed lust. He pummeled and pounded her pulsating pussy with. " You got me, babe! I love you too." She kissed me back.We heard voices from somebody else on the river below. Her soft blue eyes met mine. "We better get dressed, huh?" It's a thought." I pulled her swimsuit over to her then rolled onto my back and slid my own trunks on.A couple of wiggles and bounces later and she was as dressed as the two-piece bathing suit would make her. We stuffed the blanket back in the bag. She saw a damp spot. "Blanket goes in the washer when we get home, baby," she.