” Rochelle Masters smiled, towering over the oven as she moved food to a new plate. “I knew I had more progeny running around here.” She stood a... 6’3”, and checked all the boxes for an Amazonian warrior. Her straight blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail that hit her below her shoulders. She beckoned for Maddi to join her at the oven, wrapping her arm around her daughter once she was in reach. “How are you, Madison?”“Good. Thanks, mom.” When Rochelle moved the plate toward Maddi, the girl. Well Paul, you sorta chased the guys away before they were finished and I still need more. Are you up for more of your old mom? Without waiting for a reply she took my cock in her mouth and starting sucking it. I had never gotten a blowjob before and it felt great. The thought that it was my mom made it even more exciting. While she was bobbing up and down on my prick I told her that from when I first learned what my cock was for, I had thought about how I would like to make love to her. She. “I certainly don’t think so and have enjoyed a nice play date with a couple your age in the past John, so I don’t have any reservations about playing with anyone I’ve seen in this room so far,” I answered.My reply drew a large number of smiles and we all proposed a toast to a fun and enjoyable evening together.“Hey where are the girls, this isn’t supposed to be a sword fight,” asked Randy.Just then Louis walked back into the room holding a camera.“I’m sorry that the girls are taking a little. Greta offered to stay in the cabin, helping with dinner, but Rabea would hear none of it. John smiled at how, even after two years of being in a goth band and doing God-Knows-What, his sister remembered the manners their mother had taught them.As Rabea gathered their snack, he found himself watching her again. Living there and being self-sufficient had obviously kept her in fine shape. When he glanced at Greta, he found her was silently laughing, having witnessed his perusal. She looked him in.